Thomas Campion:
When to her lute Corrina sings
(Music in Shakespeare's time, Track 27)

When to her lute Corrina sings,
Her voice revives the leaden stringes,
And doth in highest noates appeare,
As any challeng'd echo cleere;
But when she doth of mourning speake,
Ev'n with her sighes the strings do breake.

And as her lute doth live or die,
Led by her passion, so must I,
For when of pleasure she doth sing,
My thoughts enjoy a sodaine spring,
But if she doth of sorrow speake,
Ev'n from my hart the strings doe breake.