In the meantime, I commend my absent friend to your remembrance! and myself, to your favourable conceits!
GEORGE EASTLAND.
From my house near The Green Dragon and Sword, in Fleet Street.
Lyrics, Elegies, &c. from Madrigals, Canzonets, &c.
John Dowland.
The Second Book of Songs or Airs.
To the most famous Anthony Holborne.
I saw my Lady weep!
And Sorrow proud! to be advancèd so
In those fair eyes, where all perfections keep.
Her face was full of woe!
But such a woe (believe me!) as wins more hearts
Than Mirth can do, with her enticing parts.
Sorrow was there made fair!
And Passion, wise! Tears, a delightful thing!
Silence, beyond all speech, a wisdom rare!
She made her sighs to sing,
And all things with so sweet a sadness move;
As made my heart at once both grieve and love.