Humour, say what mak'st thou here

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.