English Ayres & Madrigals

This Sweet and Merry Month

Now Is the Gentle Season

Say, Gentle Nymphs

Die Now, My Heart

April Is in My Mistress' Face

In Ev'ry Place

When Phoebus First Did Daphne Love

Come Away, Come, Sweet Love

Fine Knacks for Ladies

Phyllis, Farewell

Down From Above Falls Jove

If Love Be Blind

Some Time She Would

Construe My Meaning

What Needeth All This Travail

Adieu, Sweet Amaryllis

Thus Saith My Cloris Bright

Alas, What Hope of Speeding

Since Robin Hood

Cease, Sorrows, Now

Young Cupid Hath Proclaim'd

Of All the Birds That I Do Know

Rest, Sweet Nymphs

Take Time While Time Doth Last

Fair Phyllis I Saw Sitting

O Stay, Sweet Love

Weep, O Mine Eyes

Since Neither Tunes of Joy

O Sleep, Fond Fancy

Weep No More, Thou Sorry Boy