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Author of Light  |
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Author of Light, Revive My Dying Spright |
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Beauty Since You So Much Desire |
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Book of Ayres: I Care Not for These Ladies |
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Book of Ayres: It Fell on a Summer's Day |
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Breake Now My Heart and Dye |
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Come Let Us Sound |
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Come Let Us Sound with Melodie the Praises |
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Come You Pretty False-Ey'd Wanton |
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Courante on 'i Care Not for These Ladies' |
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Faine Would I Wed |
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Faire If You Expect Admiring |
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Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire Loe Here I Burne |
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Her Rosie Cheekes, Her Ever Smiling Eyes |
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I Care Not for These Ladies |
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I care not for these Ladies (feat. lute: Dorothy Linell, countertenor: Steven Rickards) |
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If Thou Longst so Much to Learn |
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It Fell on a Sommers Daie |
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It Fell on a Summer's Day |
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It Fell on a Summer's Day for Voice, Lute and Bass Viol |
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Jacke and Jone They Thinke No Ill |
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Miserere My Maker |
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Most Sweet and Pleasing Are Thy Wayes O God |
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Move Now With Measured Sound |
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My Sweetest Lesbia, Let Us Live and Love |
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Never Weather-Beaten Sail |
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Never Weather-Beaten Saile More Willing Bent to Shore |
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Now Hath Flora Robb'd Her Bow'Rs |
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Shall I Come Sweet Love to Thee? |
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Sing a Song of Joy |
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Song for Voice, Lute & Bass Viol "Never Weather-Beaten Saile" |
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Song for Voice, Lute & Bass Viol "The Sypres Curten of the Night" |
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Sweet Exclude Me Not nor Be Divided |
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The Honeysuckle |
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The Peaceful Western Wind |
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The Sypres Curten of the Night Is Spread |
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There Is a Garden in Her Face |
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There Is None, O None but You |
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Thou Joy'st Fond Boy, to Be by Many Loved |
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Though You Are Yoong and I Am Olde |
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To Musicke Bent Is My Retyred Minde |
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Tune Thy Musicke to Thy Hart |
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Turne All Thy Thoughts to Eyes |
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Vayle Love Mine Eyes, O Hide from Me |
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What Is It That All Men Possesse, Among Themselves Conversing? |
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When to Her Lute |
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When to Her Lute Corrina Sings |
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Woo Her and Win Her |
