OBERT JONES's _Ultimum Vale or Third Book of Airs_ (1608).

Happy he
Who, to sweet home retired,
Shuns glory so admired,
And to himself lives free,
Whilst he who strives with pride to climb the skies
Falls down with foul disgrace before he rise.

Let who will
The active life commend
And all his travels bend
Earth with his fame to fill:
Such fame, so forced, at last dies with his death,
Which life maintain'd by others' idle breath.

My delights,
To dearest home confined,
Shall there make good my mind
Not aw'd with fortune's spites:
High trees heaven blasts, winds shake and honors[5] fell,
When lowly plants long time in safety dwell.

All I can,
My worldly strife shall be
They one day say of me
'He died a good old man':
On his sad soul a heavy burden lies
Who, known to all, unknown to himself dies.

[5] Qy. "hammers"?

From JOHN WILBYE's _Second Set of Madrigals_, 1609.

Happy, O! happy he, who not affecting
The endless toils attending worldly cares,
With mind reposed, all discontents rejecting,
In silent peace his way to heaven prepares,
Deeming this life a scene, the world a stage
Whereon man acts his weary pilgrimage.

From FRANCIS PILKINGTON's _First Set Of Madrigals_, 1613.

Have I found her? O rich finding!
Goddess-like for to behold,
Her fair tresses seemly binding
In a chain of pearl and gold.
Chain me, chain me, O most fair,
Chain me to thee with that hair!

From JOHN MUNDY's _Songs and Psalms_, 1594.

Heigh ho! chill go to plough no more!
Sit down and take thy rest;
Of golden groats I have full store
To flaunt it with the best.
But I love and I love, and who thinks you?
The finest lass that e'er you knew,
Which makes me sing when I should cry
Heigh ho! for love I die.

From JOHN MAYNARD's _Twelve Wonders of the World_, 1611.

THE BACHELOR.

How many things as yet
Are dear alike to me!
The field, the horse, the dog,
Love, arms, or liberty.

I have no wife as yet
That I may call mine own;
I have no children yet
That by my name are known.

Yet, if I married were,
I would not wish to thrive
If that I could not tame
The veriest shrew alive.