Dowland John

All Ye, Whom Love of Fortune

Burst Forth my Teares

Can She Excuse my Wrongs

Come Again, Sweet Love Doth Now Invite

Come Away, Come Sweet Love

Dear, if You Change

Go, Crystal Teares

If my Complaints Could Passion Move

Mow, o Now, i Needs Must Part

My Thoughts Are Wing’d With Hopes

My Thoughts of Songs or Ayres

Now, o Now, i Needs Must Part

Rest Awhile, You Cruel Cares

Sleep, Wayward Thoughts

Think’st Thou Then by Thy Feigning

Unquiet Thoughts

Who Ever Thinks or Hopes of Love