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X:1
T:X. Love stood amazed
T:CANTUS.
C:John Dowland
H: From The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires.
M:C
L:1/4
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w: 1.~Love stood a- maz'd at sweet beau- ties paine:
w: 2.~Then his teares bred in thoughts of salt brine,
w: 3.~Are you fled faire? where are now those eies
w: 4.~Are you false gods? why then do you raine?
w: 5.~Then from high rock, the rocke of dis- paire,
w: 6.~With pi- ty mov'd the gods the change love
z d > d e c2 f d2 f e2 d4 |
w: Love would have said that all was but vaine,
w: Fel from his eyes, like raine in sun- shine
w: Eyes but too faire, e- hui'd by the skies,
w: Are you just gods? why then have you slaine
w: He fals, in hope to smo- ther in th'aire,
w: To Phe- nix shape, yet can- not re- move
d2 d d c2 c2 =B4
w: And Gods but halfe di- vine,
w: Ex- peld by rage of fire:
w: You an- grie gods do know,
w: The life of love on earth.
w: Or els on stones to burst,
w: His won- ted pro- per- tie,
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w: But when Love saw that beau- tie would die:
w: Yet in such wise as an- guish af- fords,
w: With guilt- les bloud your scep- ters you stain,
w: Beau- tie, now thy face lives in the skies,
w: Or on cold waves to spend his last breath,
w: He loves the sunne be- cause it is faire,
z A A A f2  z e | g2 f3 e d2 ^c4 |
w: Hee all a- gast, to heav'ns did _ _ crie,
w: He did ex- presse in these his _ last words
w: On poore true hearts like ty- rants _ you raine:
w: Beau- tie now let me live in _ thine eyes,
w: Or his strange life to end by _ strange death,
w: Sleepe he ne- glects, he lives but _ by aire,
z2 d4 e2 f4 d4 | ^c2 d4 ^c2 d16 :|
w: O gods, o gods, what wrong is mine.
w: His in,- his in- fin- ite de- sire.
w: Un- just, un- just, why do you so?
w: Where blisse, where blisse, felt ne- ver death.
w: But fate, but fate, for- bid the worst.
w: And would, and would, but can- not die.

X:2
T:X. Love stood amazed
T:ALTUS.
C:John Dowland
H: From The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires.
M:C
L:1/4
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K:D min
G3 D/ G/ ^F G2 A2 G G3 ^F/ E/ ^F2
w: 1.~Love stood a- maz'd at sweet sweet beau- ties _  paine:
w: 2.~Then his teares bred in thoughts thoughts of salt _ brine
w: 3.~Are you fled faire? where, where are now those _ eies
w: 4.~Are you false gods? why, why then do you _ raine?
w: 5.~Then from high rock, the rocke, rocke, of dis- * paire,
w: 6.~With pi- ty mov'd the gods, gods the change * love
G2 G G A2 B B2 A A > G ^F4
w: Love would have said that all was but _ vaine,
w: Fel from his eyes, like raine in sun- * shine
w: Eyes but too faire, e- hui'd by the * skies,
w: Are you just gods? why then have you * slaine
w: He fals, in hope to smo- ther in the aire,
w: To Phe- nix shape, yet can- not re- *  move
G2 G G E G2 ^F G4
w: And Gods but halfe di- * vine,
w: Ex- peld by rage of * fire:
w: You an- grie gods do * know,
w: The life of love on * earth.
w: Or els on stones to * burst,
w: His won- ted pro- per- * tie,
|:F4 D E F2 E2 D D2 D E3 E D4 ^C2 
w: But when _ Love saw that beau- tie, beau- tie would die:
w: Yet in _ such wise as an- guish, an- guish af- fords,
w: With guilt- * les bloud your scep- ters, scep- ters you stain,
w: Beau- tie, * now thy face lives, face lives in the skies,
w: Or on * cold waves to spend, to spend his last breath,
w: He loves * the sunne be- cause, be- cause it is faire,
z F D D A3 c B2 A3 G2 F/ G/ A4
w: Hee all a- gast, to heav'ns, to heav'ns did _ crie,
w: He did ex- presse in these, in these his last words
w: On poore true hearts like ty- rants, ty- rants you  raine:
w: Beau- tie now let me live, me live in thine eyes,
w: Or his strange life to end, to end by strange  death,
w: Sleepe he ne- glects, he lives, he lives but by  aire,
z2 =B4 c2 A2 c4 B2 A2 A3 A2 G ^F16 :|
w: O gods, o gods what wrong, what wrong is mine.
w: His in- fin- ite, in- fin- ite  de- * sire.
w: Un- just, un- just why do, why do you so?
w: Where blisse, where blisse felt ne- ver, ne- ver death.
w: But fate, but fate for- bid, for- bid the worst.
w: And would, and would, but can- not, can- not die.

X:3
T:X. Love stood amazed
T:TENOR.
C:John Dowland
H: From The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires.
M:C
L:1/4
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K:D min -8va
B3 A/ B/ A =B c2 B3 B A4
w: 1.~Love stood a- maz'd at sweet beau- ties paine:
w: 2.~Then his teares bred in thoughts of salt brine,
w: 3.~Are you fled faire? where are now those eies
w: 4.~Are you false gods? why then do you raine?
w: 5.~Then from high rock, the rocke of dis- paire,
w: 6.~With pi- ty mov'd the gods the change love
=B2 B c c2 d d2 d2 ^c d4
w: Love would have said that all was but vaine,
w: Fel from his eyes, like raine in sun- shine
w: Eyes but too faire, e- hui'd by the skies,
w: Are you just gods? why then have you slaine
w: He fals, in hope to smo- ther in th'aire,
w: To Phe- nix shape, yet can- not re- move
=B2 =B =B c3 A d4
w: And Gods but halfe di- vine,
w: Ex- peld by rage of fire:
w: You an- grie gods do know,
w: The life of love on earth.
w: Or els on stones to burst,
w: His won- ted pro- per- tie,
|:d4 f3 d A2 ^F2 G > G g2 f3 f e4
w: But when Love saw that beau- tie would die, would die:
w: Yet in such wise as an- guish af- fords, af- fords,
w: With guilt- les bloud your scep- ters, scep- ters you stain,
w: Beau- tie, now thy face lives in the skies, the skies,
w: Or on cold waves to spend his last breath, last breath,
w: He loves the sunne be- cause it is faire, is faire,
z d f f d2 e a d g c2 d3 d e4
w: Hee all a- gast, to heav'ns, to heav'ns did crie, did crie,
w: He did ex- presse in these, in these his last _ words
w: On poore true hearts like ty- rants, ty- rants you _ raine:
w: Beau- tie now let me live, me live in thine _ eyes,
w: Or his strange life to end, to end by strange _ death, 
w: Sleepe he ne- glects, he lives, he lives but by _ aire, 
z2 g4 g2 f2 a3 a g4 f2 e3 e d16 :|
w: O gods, o gods what wrong, what wrong is mine.
w: His in- fin- ite, in- fin- ite  de- * sire.
w: Un- just, un- just why do, why do you so?
w: Where blisse, where blisse felt ne- ver, ne- ver death.
w: But fate, but fate for- bid, for- bid the worst.
w: And would, and would, but can- not, can- not die.

X:4
T:X. Love stood amazed
T:BASSUS.
C:John Dowland
H: From The Third and Last Booke of Songs or Aires.
M:C
L:1/4
%%MIDI nobarlines
%%MIDI ratio 3 1
N:Original clef, F on third line
%%MIDI transpose -24
K:D min bass
g3 ^f/ g/ d g c2 d3 d d4
w: 1.~Love stood a- maz'd at sweet beau- ties paine:
w: 2.~Then his teares bred in thoughts of salt brine,
w: 3.~Are you fled faire? where are now those eies
w: 4.~Are you false gods? why then do you raine?
w: 5.~Then from high rock, the rocke of dis- paire,
w: 6.~With pi- ty mov'd the gods the change love
g2 g c f2 d g2 d a2 d4
w: Love would have said that all was but vaine,
w: Fel from his eyes, like raine in sun- shine
w: Eyes but too faire, e- hui'd by the skies,
w: Are you just gods? why then have you slaine
w: He fals, in hope to smo- ther in th'aire,
w: To Phe- nix shape, yet can- not re- move
g2 g g c'2 a2 g4
w: And Gods but halfe di- vine,
w: Ex- peld by rage of fire:
w: You an- grie gods do know,
w: The life of love on earth.
w: Or els on stones to burst,
w: His won- ted pro- per- tie,
|:d4 d2 d2 ^c2 d2 g2 g2 a8 "?"d2
w: But when Love saw that beau- tie would die:
w: Yet in such wise as an- guish af- fords,
w: With guilt- les bloud your scep- ters you stain,
w: Beau- tie, now thy face lives in the skies,
w: Or on cold waves to spend his last breath,
w: He loves the sunne be- cause it is faire,
z d d d a2 g2 a2 b4 a4
w: Hee all a- gast, to heav'ns did crie,
w: He did ex- presse in these  last words
w: On poore true hearts like ty- rants~you raine:
w: Beau- tie now let me live in~thine eyes,
w: Or his strange life to end by~strange death,
w: Sleepe he ne- glects, he lives but~by aire,
z2 g4 c'2 f4 ^f2 g2 a4 a4 d16
w: O gods, o gods what wrong is mine.
w: His in,- His in- fin- ite de- sire.
w: Un- just, un- just, why do you so?
w: Where blisse, where blisse, felt ne- ver death.
w: But fate, but fate, for- bid the worst.
w: And would, And would, but can- not die.