Composed by John Bartlet, “Of all the birds that I do know”, from “The King’s Singers, Madrigal History Tour, The England”

Lyrics:
Of all the birds that I do know,
Philip my sparrow hath no peer;
For sit she high, or sit she low,
Be she far off or be she near,
There is no bird so fair, so fine,
Nor yet so fresh as this of mine;

For when she once has hath felt a fit,
Philip will cry still: yet yet yet yet.

Come in a morning merrily
When Philip hath been lately fed;
Or in an evening soberly
When Philip list to go to bed;
It is a heaven to hear my Phipp,
How she can chirp with merry lip;

For when she once has hath felt a fit,
Philip will cry still: yet yet yet yet.

She never wanders far abroad,
But is at home when I do call.
If I command she lays on load
With lips with teeth, with tongue and all.
She chants, she chirps, she makes such cheer,
that I believe she hath no peer.

For when she once has hath felt a fit,
Philip will cry still: yet yet yet yet.

Composed by Clément Janequin, “La Guerre”, from “The King’s Singers, Madrigal History Tour, The France”.

Clément Janequin (c. 1485 in Châtellerault, near Poitiers – 1558 in Paris) was a French composer of the Renaissance. He was one of the most famous composers of popular chansons of the entire Renaissance, and along with Claudin de Sermisy, was hugely influential in the development of the Parisian chanson, especially the programmatic type. The wide spread of his fame was made possible by the concurrent development of music printing.

Lyrics:
Escoutez, tous gentilz Galloys,
La victoire du noble roy Françoys.

Et orrez, si bien escoutez,
Des coups ruez de tous costez.
Phiffres, soufflez,Frappez.
Tambours toujours!

Avanturiers, bons compagnons,
Ensemble croisez vos bastons,
Bendez soudain, gentilz Gascons,
Nobles, sautez dens les arçons,
La lance au poing hardiz et promptz,
Comme lyons!
Haquebutiers, faictes voz sons!
Armes bouclez, frisques mignons,
Donnez dedans! Frappez dedans!
Alarme, alarme.
Soyez hardiz, en joye mis.

Chascun s’asaisonne,
La fleur de lys,
Fleur de hault pris,
Y est en personne.

Suivez Françoys,
Le roys Françoys,
Suivez la couronne!

Sonnez trompetes et clarons,
Pour resjouyr les compagnons.

Fan frere le le fan,
Fan fan feyne,
Fa ri ra ri ra,
A l’estandart,
Tost avan,
Boutez selle,
gens d’armes à cheval,
Frere le le lan.

Bruyez, tonnez,
Bombardes et canons,
Tonnez gros courtaux et faulcons,
Pour secourir les compaignons.

Von pa ti pa toc,
Ta ri ra ri ra ri ra reyne,
Pon, pon, pon, pon,
Courage, courage,
Donnez des horions.

Chipe, chope, torche, lorgne,
Pa ti pa toc,
Tricque, trac zin zin,
Tue! à mort; serre,
Courage prenez,
Frapez, tuez.
Gentilz gallans, soyez vaillans,
Frapez dessus, ruez dessus,
Fers émoluz, chiques dessus,
Alarme, alarme!

Ils sont confuz, its sont perduz,
Ils monstrent les talons.
Escampe toute frelore,
La tintelore,
Ilz sont deffaictz.

Victoire au noble roy Françoys,
Escampe toute frelore bigot.

Composed by Clément Janequin, “La Guerre”, from “The King’s Singers, Madrigal History Tour, The France”.