1Come my Celia2:14
2Like hermit poor1:43
3So so, leave off this last lamenting kisse2:39
4Fire fire1:54
5I care not for these ladies2:23
6A painted tale2:29
7Thirsis and Milla2:49
8With my love my life was nestled2:17
9I saw my lady weeping3:20
10Beauty sat bathing2:27
11Tis true, tis day2:53
12Who is it that this dark night5:15
13Can I forget what reasons force2:56
14Fair, sweet, cruell1:44
15Goe passions to the cruell faire3:29
16Not full twelve years2:25
17Whither runneth my sweet hart2:25
18Come sorrows2:36
19Aye mee, she frownes3:53
20Absence, hear thou my protestation5:07
21Come sorrow come6:12
22When Laura smiles3:13
23What then is love but mourning2:09