1st Voice: Humour, say what mak'st thou here In the presence of a queen? 2nd Voice: Princes hold conceit most dear, All conceit in humour seen. 1st Voice: Thou art a heavy laden mood. 2nd Voice: Humour is Invention's food. Chorus: But never humour yet was true, But that which only pleaseth you. 1st Voice: O I am as heavy as earth, Say then, who is Humour now? 2nd Voice: I am now inclined to mirth, Humour I as well as thou. 1st Voice: Why then 'tis I am drowned in woe. 2nd Voice: No, no. Wit is cherished so. Chorus: But never humour yet was true, But that which only pleaseth you. 1st Voice: Mirth then is drowned in sorrow's brim. O in sorrow all things sleep. 2nd Voice: No, no, fool, the light'st things swim. Heavy things sink to the deep. 1st Voice: In her presence all things smile. 2nd Voice: Humour frolic then awhile. Chorus: But never humour yet was true, But that which only pleaseth you.
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- by John Dowland (1562 - 1626), "Humour, say what mak'st thou here", subtitle: "A Dialogue" [text verified 1 time]
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