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X:1
T:XI. Come away, come sweet love
T: Cantus
C: John Dowland
O: From The First Booke of songs or Ayres of foure parts, with Tableture for the Lute
L:1/4
M:C
%%MIDI nobarlines
N:Original clef, C on first line
K:G dor
d c c2 c B A2 | 
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: All the earth, all the ayre, 
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: While the Sunne from his sphere,
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: Beau- ties grace that should rise,
A B c d2 ^c d2 :|
w: The gol- den morn- ing breakes.
w: of love and plea- sure speakes.
w: The gol- den morn- ing wastes,
w: His fier- y ar- rowes casts:
w: Doe not in vaine a- dorne
w: Like to the na- ked morne:
|:d > e f d c B A2 |
w: Teach thine armes then to em- brace, 
w: Eyes were made for beau- ties grace,
w: Mak- ing all the sha- dowes flie,
w: Thi- ther sweet love let us hie,
w: Lil- lies on the ri- vers side,
w: Or- na- ment is nurse of pride,
M:3/2
L:1/4
G3/2 A// B// c A3/2 B// c// d | B c c d2 
w: And sweet _ _ ro- * _ _ sie lips to kisse,
w: View-  ing _ _ ru- * _ _ ing loves long pains,
w: Play- ing, _ _ stay- * _ _ ing in the grove,
w: Fly- ing, _ _ dy- * _ _ ing in de- sire,
w: And faire _ _ Cy- * _ _ prian flowres new blowne,
w: Plea- sure _ _ mea- * _ _ sure loves de- light:
d | c > B A/ G/ ^F2 G B A2 G2 :|
w: and mix  our _ _ soules in mu- tuall blisse.
w: Pro- cur'd by _ _ beau- ties rude dis- daine.
w: To en- ter- * _ taine the stealth of love.
w: Wingd with sweet _ _ hopes and heav'n- ly fire.
w: De- sire no _ _ beau- ties but their owne.
w: Haste then sweet _ _ love our wish- ed flight.

X:2
T:XI. Come away, come sweet love
T:Altus.
C: John Dowland
O: From The First Booke of songs or Ayres of foure parts, with Tableture for the Lute
L:1/4
M:C
N:Original clef, C on second line
%%MIDI nobarlines
K:G dor
G G A2 A G ^F3 
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: All the earth, all the ayre, 
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: While the Sunne from his sphere,
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: Beau- ties grace that should rise,
G A A A > G ^F2 :|
w: The gol- den morn- ing breakes.
w: of love and plea- sure speakes.
w: The gol- den morn- ing wastes,
w: His fier- y ar- rowes casts:
w: Doe not in vaine a- dorne
w: Like to the na- ked morne:
|:B/ c/ d > c B A G ^F2
w: Teach thine armes _ then to em- brace, 
w: Eyes were made _ for beau- ties grace,
w: Mak- ing all _ the sha- dowes flie,
w: Thi- ther sweet _ love let us hie,
w: Lil- lies on _ the ri- vers side,
w: Or- na- ment _ is nurse of pride,
M:3/2
L:1/4
G2 G F3/2 G// A// B > A G/ A/ "(2)"B/  A/ B2
N:(2) Original is a quarter note.
w: And sweet ro- sie _ _ lips  to _ _ _ kisse, 
w: View- ing ru- ing _ _ loves long _ _ _ pains,
w: Play- ing, stay- ing _ _ in the _ _ _ grove,
w: Fly- ing, dy- ing _ _ in de- * _ _ sire,
w: And faire Cy- prian _ _ flowres new _ _ _ blowne,
w: Plea- sure mea- sure _ _ loves de- * _ _ light:
F F2 D D2 D G2 ^F G2 :|
w: and mix our soules in mu- tuall blisse.
w: Pro- cur'd by beau- ties rude dis- daine.
w: To en- ter- taine the stealth of love.
w: Wingd with sweet hopes and heav'n- ly fire.
w: De- sire no beau- ties but their owne.
w: Haste then sweet love our wish- ed flight.

X:3
T:XI. Come away, come sweet love
T:Tenor.
C: John Dowland
O: From The First Booke of songs or Ayres of foure parts, with Tableture for the Lute
L:1/4
M:C|
%%MIDI nobarlines
N:Original clef, C on third line
%%MIDI transpose -12
K:G dor -8va
=B c c2 f d d2 
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: All the earth, all the ayre, 
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: While the Sunne from his sphere,
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: Beau- ties grace that should rise,
d2 d f e > e d2 :|
w: The gol- den morn- ing breakes.
w: of love and plea- sure speakes.
w: The gol- den morn- ing wastes,
w: His fier- y ar- rowes casts:
w: Doe not in vaine a- dorne
w: Like to the na- ked morne:
|:f f B f f d d2
w: Teach thine armes then to em- brace, 
w: Eyes were made for beau- ties grace,
w: Mak- ing all the sha- dowes flie,
w: Thi- ther sweet love let us hie,
w: Lil- lies on the ri- vers side,
w: Or- na- ment is nurse of pride,
M:3/2
L:1/4
B3/2 c// d// _e c f2 d f2 f2 
w: And sweet _ _ ro- sie lips to kisse,
w: View- ing _ _ ru- ing loves long pains,
w: Play- ing, _ _ stay- ing in the grove,
w: Fly- ing, _ _ dy- ing in de- sire,
w: And faire _ _ Cy- prian flowres new blowne,
w: Plea- sure _ _ mea- sure loves de- light:
B A >d c/ B/ A2 B/ c/ d d > c "(3)"=B2 :|
N: Original has a quarter note.
w: and mix our _ _ soules in _ _ mu- tuall blisse.
w: Pro- cur'd by _ _ beau- ties _ _ rude dis- daine.
w: To en- ter- * _ taine the _ _ stealth of love.
w: Wingd with sweet _ _ hopes and _ _ heav'n- ly fire.
w: De- sire no _ _ beau- ties _ _ but their owne.
w: Haste then sweet _ _ love our _ _ wish- ed flight.

X:4
T:XI. Come away, come sweet love
T:Bassus.
C: John Dowland
O: From The First Booke of songs or Ayres of foure parts, with Tableture for the Lute
L:1/4
M:C
%%MIDI nobarlines
%%MIDI transpose -24
K:G dor bass
 g e f2 f g d2 
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: All the earth, all the ayre, 
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: While the Sunne from his sphere,
w: Come a- way, come sweet love,
w: Beau- ties grace that should rise,
d g f e/ d/ a A d2 :|
w: The gol- * den _ morn- ing breakes.
w: of love * and * plea- sure speakes.
w: The gol- * den * morn- ing wastes,
w: His fier- * y * ar- rowes casts:
w: Doe not * in * vaine a- dorne
w: Like to * the * na- ked morne:
|:B > c d > e f g d2
w: Teach thine armes then to em- brace, 
w: Eyes were made for beau- ties grace,
w: Mak- ing all the sha- dowes flie,
w: Thi- ther sweet love let us hie,
w: Lil- lies on the ri- vers side,
w: Or- na- ment is nurse of pride,
M:3/2
L:1/4
"(1)"_e3/2 d/ c f > e d g f2 B2
N:(1) Original is missing the dot.
w: And sweet _ ro- sie _ lips to kisse,
w: View- ing _ ru- ing _ loves long pains,
w: Play- ing, _ stay- ing _ in the grove,
w: Fly- ing, _ dy- ing _ in de- sire,
w: And faire _ Cy- prian _ flowres new blowne,
w: Plea- sure _ mea- sure _ loves de- light:
B f2 g d > c B/ A/ G d d "(4)"G2 :|
N:Original has a dot.
w: and mix our soules in _ _ _ mu- tuall blisse.
w: Pro- cur'd by beau- ties _ _ _ rude dis- daine.
w: To en- ter- taine the _ _ _ stealth of love.
w: Wingd with sweet hopes and _ _ _heav'n- ly fire.
w: De- sire no beau- ties _ _ _ but their owne.
w: Haste then sweet love our _ _ _ wish- ed flight.