The following is the introduction and list of 899 madrigals from Appendix B of the book "The English Madrigal Composers" by Edmund Horace Fellowes, published in 1921, transcribed by Neil Hawes. This is not the contents of the library of Kingston Madrigal Society! The numbers in the "Part book source" indicate the volume number and page number in the published part books of that composer.
The following index may be found convenient for purposes of reference. It constitutes a complete list of all the English madrigals printed in the Elizabethan part-books. The compositions of the lutenist-composers, for example Dowland and Ford, are not included here, nor are those of Martin Peerson, since these are not in a strict sense madrigals. Settings of words from the Psalms or other passages from the Bible, whether metrical or not, are also omitted from this Index. Those madrigals are marked with an asterisk which were printed in the original editions in separate sections or parts; and those printed here in italics are the second or subsequent parts of such compositions. It should here be repeated that the composers apparently desired to leave it optional to perform separately the single sections of those madrigals which they deliberately divided into two or more parts and numbered independently in their volumes or 'Sets'.
Title | Composer/Part book source |
A country pair were walking all alone | Weelkes i. 5 |
A feigned friend by proof I find | Byrd iii. 11 |
A little pretty bonny lass was walking | Farmer 14 |
A satyr once did run away for dread | Ward 7 |
A silly sylvan kissing heaven-born fire | Wilbye ii. 26 |
*A silly sylvan kissing heaven-born fire | Lichfild 16-17 |
A Sparrow-hawk proud | Weelkes iv. 9 |
About the maypole new | Morley iii. 11 |
Adieu, sweet Amaryllis | Wilbye i. 12 |
Adieu, sweet love! O thus to part | Bateson i. 10 |
Adieu, ye city-prisoning towers | Tomkins 22 |
Adieu, you kind and cruel | Morley v. 3 |
Ah, cannot sighs, nor tears | Wilbye ii. 30 |
Ah, cruel Amaryllis, since thou tak'st delight | Wilbye ii. 3 |
Ah, cruel hateful fortune! | Kirbye 19 |
Ah, Cupid, grant that I may never see | Bateson ii. 29 |
Ah, dear heart, why do you rise? | Gibbons 15 |
Ah, sweet, alas, when first I saw those eyes | Kirbye 7 |
Ah, sweet, whose beauty passeth all my telling | Vautor 3 |
Alas, must I run away from her that loves me? | East i. 8 |
Alas, my Daphne, stay but hear | Lichfild 10 |
Alas, tarry but one half hour | Weelkes v. 22 |
Alas, what a wretched life is this! | Wilbye i. 19 |
Alas, what hope of speeding? | Kirbye 2 |
Alas, what hope of speeding? | Wilbye i. 9 |
Alas, where is my love? | Bateson i. 18 |
All as a sea the world no other is | Byrd i. 28 |
All at once well met, fair ladies | Weelkes ii. 1 |
All creatures now are merry-minded | Bennet Tri. 6 |
All creatures then with summer are delighted | Carlton 5 |
All in a cave a shepherd's lad | Pilkington i. 15 |
All pleasure is of this condition | Wilbye ii. 19 |
*All the day I waste in weeping | Bateson ii. 22-23 |
All ye that joy in wailing | East i. 17 |
All ye that sleep in pleasure | Lichfild 1 |
Although the heathen poets | Byrd i. 21 |
Ambitious love hath forced me to aspire | Byrd i. 18 |
Among the daffadillies | Farnaby 17 |
Amyntas with his Phyllis fair | Pilkington i. 7 |
An earthly tree a heavenly fruit it bare | Byrd ii. 40 |
And as her lute doth live or die | Jones 17 |
And must I needs depart then? | Bateson i. 14 |
*And think ye, nymphs, to scorn at love? | Byrd ii. 42-43 |
And though my love abounding | Wilbye i. 15 |
And when day 's fled with slow pace | Jones 11 |
And yet, O dream, if thou wilt not depart | Vautor 9 |
April is in my mistress' face | Morley ii. 1 |
*Are lovers full of fire? | Jones 25-26 |
Arise, awake, awake | Morley Tri. 13 |
Arise, get up, my dear | Morley i. 20 |
Arise, sweet heart, and come away to play | Lichfild 12 |
As deadly serpents lurking | Weelkes v. 23 |
As fair as morn, as fresh as May | Wilbye ii. 5 |
As Flora slept and I lay waking | Hilton 16 |
As I beheld I saw a herdman wild | Byrd i. 20 |
As I went a walking | Mundy 11 |
As matchless beauty thee a Phoenix proves | Wilbye ii. 15 |
As Vesta was from Latmos hill descending | Weelkes Tri. 17 |
As wanton birds when day begins | Weelkes iii. 10 |
Awake, mine eyes, see Phoebus bright | Byrd iii. 12 |
Awake, sweet love, 'tis time to rise | Youll 11 |
Away! thou shalt not love me | Wilbye i. 2 |
Ay me! alas! heigh ho! | Weelkes v. 12 |
Ay me! can every rumour? | Wilbye i. 3 |
Ay me! my mistress scorns my love | Bateson i. 4 |
Ay me! my wonted joys forsake me | Weelkes i. 9 |
Ay me! poor heart | Farnaby 15 |
Ay me! that life should yet remain | Lichfild 5 |
Ay me! the fatal arrow | Morley v. 10 |
Ay me! when to the air I breathe my plaining | Lichfild 11 |
Ay me! wherefore sighs fair Sylvia? | East iii. 2 |
*Be nimble! quick! despatch! away! | East iv. 17-18 |
Beauty is a lovely sweet | Bateson i. 1 |
Besides a fountain of sweet briar and roses | Morley ii. 14 |
Blind Love was shooting | Farnaby 5 |
Blow, shepherds, blow your pipes | Morley i. 8 |
Blush, my rude present, blushing yet this say | Vautor 17 |
Boy, pity me | Byrd ii. 16 |
Bright Phoebus greets most clearly | Kirbye Tri. 20 |
But behold where they return along | Youll 16 |
But let her look in mine | Jones 4 |
But not so soon | Byrd Mus. Trans. i. 45 |
But though poor sheep fair Phyllis thus do mourn | Youll 18 |
But when by proof they find | Byrd ii. 11 |
But yet it seems a foolish drift | Alison 6 |
By the moon we sport and play | Ravenscroft Br. Dis. 8 |
Calm was the air and clear the sky | Carlton Tri. 7 |
Camilla fair tripped o'er the plain | Bateson ii. 15 |
Can I abide this prancing? | Alison 14 |
Care for thy soul | Byrd i. 31 |
Care for thy soul | Pilkington ii. 19 |
Carters, now cast down your whips | Farnaby 2 |
Cast off all doubtful care | Byrd ii. 25 |
Cease now thy mourning | Farmer 13 |
Cease now, delight | Weelkes ii. 24 |
Cease, mine eyes, cease your lamenting | Morley i. 15 |
Cease, restless thoughts, to vex my careful mind | Youll 13 |
Cease, sorrows, now | Weelkes i. 6 |
Celia's wound and mine were one | Hilton 5 |
Change me, O heavens, into the ruby stone | Wilbye ii. 11 |
Change then, for lo she changeth | Holborne 1 |
Chaste Daphne fled from Phoebus | Pilkington ii. 9 |
Chaste Syrinx fled, fear hasting on her pace | Pilkington ii. 13 |
Clear wells spring not | Weelkes i. 4 |
Clorinda false, adieu | Morley ii. 2 |
Cloris, whenas I woo | Tomkins 16 |
Cock a doodle doo! thus I begin | Jones 9 |
Cold Winter's ice is fled and gone | Weelkes iii. 1 |
Come away, sweet love, and play thee | Greaves 21 |
Come follow me, fair nymphs | Bateson i. 5 |
Come forth, sweet nymph, and play thee | Vautor 1 |
Come life, come death, I care not | East iii. 6 |
Come to me, grief, for ever | Byrd i. 34 |
Come, blessed bird, and with thy sugared relish | Johnson Tri. 24 |
*Come, clap thy hands, thou shepherd swain | Weelkes ii. 19-20 |
Come, doleful owl, the messenger of woe | Jones 13 |
Come, gentle swains, and shepherd's dainty daughters | Cavendish 24 & Tri. 11 |
Come, jolly swains, come, let us sit around | Byrd iii. 13 |
Come, let 's begin to revel't out | Weelkes v. 1 |
*Come, love, let 's walk into the Spring | Youll 2-4 |
Come, love, let's crown this famous night | Hilton 21 |
Come, lovers, follow me | Morley ii. 1 |
Come, merry lads, let us away | Youll 20 |
Come, sable night, put on thy mourning stole | Ward 27 |
Come, shepherd swains, and on thy cypress tree | East iv. 16 |
Come, shepherd swains, that wont to hear me sing | Wilbye ii. 1 |
Come, shepherds' weeds, attend my woeful cries | Pilkington ii. 14 |
Come, shepherds, follow me | Bennet 5 |
Come, shepherds, sing with me | Tomkins 15 |
Come, sirrah Jack, ho! | Weelkes v. 6 |
Come, sorrow, help me to lament | Bateson ii. 24 |
Come, sprightly mirth, like birds in the Spring | Hilton 20 |
Come, woeful Orpheus | Byrd iii. 19 |
Compare me to the child that plays with fire | Farmer 9 |
Compel the hawk to sit that is unmanned | Byrd ii. 28 |
Constant Penelope | Byrd i. 23 |
Construe my meaning, wrest not my method | Farnaby 20 |
Content thyself with thy estate | Carlton 2 |
Corydon would kiss her then | East i. 3 |
*Coy Daphne fled from Phoebus | Pilkington ii. 8-9 |
Crowned with flowers I saw fair Amaryllis | Byrd iii. 22 |
Crowned with flowers I saw fair Amaryllis | Pilkington ii. 15 |
Cruel madam, my heart you have bereft me | Vautor 6 |
Cruel Pabrilla, with thine angry look | Pilkington ii. 22 |
Cruel, behold my heavy ending | Wilbye i. 28 |
Cruel, let my heart be blessed | Lichfild 15 |
Cruel, unkind, my heart thou hast bereft me | Bennet 11 |
Cruel, wilt thou persever? | Morley v. 12 |
Cruel, you pull away too soon your lips | Morley i. 3 |
*Cupid in a bed of roses | Bateson ii. 25-26 |
Cytherea smiling said | Bateson ii. 26 |
Dainty fine bird, that art encaged there | Gibbons 9 |
Dainty fine sweet nymph delightful | Morley iii. 1 |
Dainty sweet bird, who art encaged there | Vautor 18 |
Dainty white pearl, and you fresh-smiling roses | East iii. 18 |
Dame Venus, hence to Paphos go | Bateson i. 8 |
Damon and Phyllis squared | Morley v. 14 |
Daphne, on the rainbow riding | Farnaby 4 |
Dare you haunt our hallowed green? | Ravenscroft Br. Dis. 6 |
Dear love, be not unkind to thy beloved | East iv. 4 |
Dear pity, how? ah how? | Wilbye i. 5 |
*Dear shepherdess, thou art more lovely fair | Pilkington ii. 21-22 |
Dear, if you wish my dying | Bateson i. 23 |
Dear, may some other, since not I? | Hilton 6 |
Dear, why do you joy and take such pleasure? | East ii. 16 |
Death hath deprived me of my dearest friend | Weelkes v. 26 |
Deep lamenting, grief bewraying | Morley i. 9 |
Despiteful thus unto myself I languish | Wilbye ii. 29 |
Die not, fond man, before thy day | Ward 25 |
Die now, my heart | Morley ii. 19 |
Die, hapless man, since she denies | Wilbye i. 13 |
Do you not know how Love first lost his seeing? | Morley i. 16 |
Donna il vostro bel viso | Weelkes v. 24 |
Dorus, a silly shepherd swain | Pilkington i. 5 |
Down from above falls Jove in rain | Bateson i. 9 |
*Down in a valley as Alexis trips | Wilbye ii. 21-22 |
Down the hills Corinna trips | Bateson ii. 14 |
Draw on, sweet night | Wilbye ii. 31 |
Drown not with tears, my dearest love | Pilkington ii. 20 |
Each day of thine, sweet month of May | Youll 1 |
Early, before the day doth spring | Youll 22 |
Earth's but a point to the world | Alison 18-19 |
England receive the rightful king | Greaves 16 |
Even as the flowers do wither | Carlton 21 |
Every bush new springing | Cavendish 27 |
Faint not, lovers, for denials | Hilton 14 |
Fair Cytherea presents her doves | Lisley Tri. 22 |
Fair Daphne, gentle shepherdess, sat weeping | East iv. 14 |
Fair Hebe when dame Flora meets | Bateson i. 24 |
Fair is my love, my dear and only jewel | East i. 20 |
Fair is the rose, yet fades with heat and cold | Gibbons 16 |
*Fair ladies, that to love captived are | Gibbons 10-11 |
Fair nymph, I heard one telling | Farmer Tri. 14 |
Fair Orian in the morn | Milton Tri. 18 |
Fair Oriana, Beauty's Queen | Hilton sen. Tri. 5 |
Fair Oriana, seeming to wink at folly | Jones Tri. 21 |
Fair Phyllis I saw sitting all alone | Farmer 15 |
Fairest are the words that cover deep'st conceit | Vautor 5 |
False love did me inveigle | Morley v. 2 |
Farewell, all joys! | Gibbons 8 |
Farewell, disdainful, since no love avails me | Morley i. 10 |
Farewell, false love, for so I find | East ii. 11 |
Farewell, false love, the oracle of lies | Byrd i. 25 |
Farewell, my joy | Weelkes ii. 21 |
Farewell, my love, I part contented | Kirbye 5 |
Farewell, sweet woods and mountains | East iv. 8 |
Faustina hath a fairer face | Cavendish 26 |
Fire! fire! my heart | Morley iii. 14 |
Fire and lightning from heaven fall! | Morley iv. 8 |
First with looks he lived and died | Lichfild 4 |
Flora gave me fairest flowers | Wilbye i. 22 |
Flora, fair nymph, whilst silly lambs are feeding | Ward 15 |
Flora, wilt thou torment me? | Morley iv. 9 |
Flourish, ye hillocks, set with fragrant flowers | Wilbye ii. 2 |
Fly away, Care, for Venus goes a-maying | East iv. 19 |
Fly not so fast, my only joy and jewel | Ward 6 |
Fly not so swift, my dear, behold me dying | Wilbye ii. 13 |
Fly, Love, aloft to heaven and look out Fortune | Wilbye i. 1 |
Fly, Love, that art so sprightly | Morley v. i |
Fly, Philomel, to deserts fly | Hilton 25 |
Follow me, sweet love and soul's delight | East ii. 5 |
*Fond Love is blind, blind therefore lovers be | Bateson ii. 28-29 |
Fond men, that do so highly prize | Tomkins 4 |
For lust is frail, where love is ever sound | Alison 12 |
Forsaken Thyrsis, sighing, sings alas | East ii. 18 |
Four arms, two necks, one wreathing | Weelkes v. 14 |
Free from Love's bonds I lived long | Ward 11 |
*From Citheron the warlike boy | Byrd ii. 19-20 |
*From stately tower King David | Carlton 6-7 |
From Virgin's womb this day did spring | Byrd ii. 35 |
Fusca, in thy starry eyes | Tomkins 21 |
Gifts of feature and of mind | Hilton 15 |
Give me my heart and I will go | Weelkes ii. 7 |
Go ye, my canzonets, to my dear darling | Morley iv. i |
Go, wailing accents, go | Ward 5 |
Go, you skipping kids and fawns | Pilkington ii. 18 |
Good love, then fly thou to her | Morley v. 19 |
Good morrow, fair ladies of the May | Morley i. 6 |
Gush forth, my tears, and stay the burning | Holborne 5 |
Ha ha! this world doth pass | Weelkes v. 19 |
Happy streams, whose trembling fall | Wilbye ii. 10 |
Happy, O happy he, who not affecting | Wilbye ii. 16 |
Hard by a crystal fountain | Morley Tri. 23 |
Hard destinies are Love and Beauty parted | Wilbye ii. 22 |
Hark! all ye lovely saints above | Weelkes ii. 8 |
Hark! Alleluia cheerly | Morley v. 21 |
Hark! did you ever hear? (Long live fair Oriana) | E. Gibbons Tri. 3 |
Hark! hear you not a heavenly harmony? | Bateson i. 22 |
Hark! I hear some dancing | Weelkes iii. 8 |
Hark! jolly shepherds, hark! | Morley ii. 17 |
Hark! did you ever hear? | Hunt Tri. 16 |
Have I found her? O rich finding | Bateson ii. 13 |
Have I found her? O rich finding | Pilkington i. 11 |
He only can behold with unaffrighted eyes | Alison 2 |
Heigh ho! 'chill go to plough no more | Mundy 22 |
Help! I fall! Lady | Morley ii. 5 |
Hence stars! too dim of light | East ii. 21 |
Hence stars I too dim of light | East Tri. 0 |
Hence, Care! thou art too cruel | Weelkes iii. 5 |
Her breath is more sweet | Byrd ii. 37 |
Her eyes like angels watch them still | Alison 21 |
Her hair the net of golden wire | Bateson ii. 27 |
Here is an end of all the songs | Jones 12 |
Here rest, my thoughts | Pilkington i. 8 |
Here rest, my thoughts | Holborne 3 |
*Hero, kiss me or I die | Hilton 22-23 |
His heart his wound received | Ward 2 |
Ho! who comes here? | Morley ii. 18 |
Hold out, my heart, with joy's delights accloyed | Morley i. 5 |
Hope of my heart | Ward 17 |
*How art thou thralled, O poor despised creature | Gibbons 7-8 |
How great delight from those sweet lips I find | Tomkins 5 |
How long shall I with mournful music stain? | Ward 12 |
How merrily we live that shepherds be | East ii. 4 |
*I always beg, yet never am relieved | Wilbye i. 16-17 |
I always loved to call my lady Rose | Lichfild 6 |
I bei ligustri e rose | Weelkes v. 17 |
I can no more but hope, good heart | Alison 7 |
I come, sweet birds, with swiftest flight | Jones 8 |
I did woo her with my looks | East iv. 2 |
I do not love my Phyllis for her beauty | East ii. 1 |
I fall and then I rise again aloft | East ii. 19 |
*I fall, I fall, O stay me! | Wilbye i. 14-15 |
I feign not friendship where I hate | Gibbons 6 |
I follow, lo, the footing | Morley v. 17 |
I follow, lo, the footing | Pilkington i. 2 |
I go before, my darling | Morley iv. 4 |
I have entreated and I have complained | Ward 26 |
I heard a noise and wished for a sight | Bateson ii. 18 |
I heard a withered maid complain | Hilton 10 |
*I heard three virgins sweetly singing | East iv. 12-13 |
I joy not in no earthly bliss | Byrd i. 11 |
I languish to complain me | Bennet 6 |
I live, and yet methinks I do not breathe | Wilbye ii. 7 |
I love, alas, I love thee, dainty darling | Morley iii. 17 |
I love, alas, yet am I not beloved | Kirbye 20 |
I love, alas, yet am not loved | Wilbye ii. 14 |
I love, and have my love regarded | Weelkes ii. 18 |
I saw my lovely Phyllis | Morley iii. 8 |
I see Ambition never pleased | Gibbons 5 |
I should for grief and anguish die | Morley iv. 12 |
I sung sometimes my thoughts | Wilbye i. 21 |
I thought that Love had been a boy | Byrd ii. 32 |
I thought, my love, that I should overtake you | Farmer 8 |
I tremble not at noise of war | Gibbons 4 |
I wander up and down | Bennet 1 |
*I weigh not Fortune's frown nor smile | Gibbons 3-6 |
I will no more come to thee | Morley ii. 13 |
If beauty be a treasure | Weelkes i. 22 |
If floods of tears could cleanse my follies past | Bateson ii. 12 |
If I behold your eyes | Jones 18 |
If I seek to enjoy the fruits of my pain | Bateson ii. 4 |
If in thine heart thou nourish will | Byrd ii. 44 |
If it be love to sit and mourn | Hilton 24 |
If Love be blind how hath he then the sight? | Bateson i. 11 |
If Love be just | Byrd ii. 21 |
If Pity reign with Beauty | Kirbye 18 |
If she neglect me | Pilkington ii. 10 |
If that a sinner's sighs be angel's food | Byrd i. 30 |
*If the deep sighs of an afflicted breast | Ward 23-24 |
If this be love, to scorn my crying | Lichfild 14 |
If those dear eyes that burn me | Jones 23 |
If thy deceitful looks have chained my heart | Weelkes i. 14 |
If women can be courteous when they list | Carlton 13 |
If women could be fair and never fond | Byrd i. 17 |
If you speak kindly to me | Jones 24 |
In an evening late, as I was walking | East i. 7 |
In black mourn I | Weelkes i. 3 |
In crystal towers and turrets | Byrd iii. 8 |
In deep distress to live without delight | Mundy 18 |
In depth of grief and sorrow great | Bateson ii. 21 |
In dew of roses steeping | Morley ii. 7 |
*In dolorous complaining | East ii. 7-8 |
In every place fierce love | Morley ii. 8 |
In fields abroad, where trumpets shrill | Byrd i. 22 |
In flower of April springing | Cavendish 21 |
In health and ease am I | Ward 4 |
In hope a king doth go to war | Alison 4 |
*In midst of woods or pleasant grove | Mundy 27-28 |
In nets of golden wires | Morley iv. 10 |
In pleasant summer's morning | Youll 9 |
In pride of May the fields are gay | Weelkes ii. 11 |
In the merry month of May the fields are decked | Youll 19 |
*In the merry month of May, in a morn | East i. 2-3 |
In vain, my tongue, thou beggest | East i. 14 |
*In Winter cold | Byrd iii. 3-4 |
In yonder dale there are fine flowers | Youll 3 |
Injurious hours, whilst any joy doth bless me | Lichfild 18 |
*Is Love a boy? | Byrd ii. 15-16 |
Is this thy doom? | Pilkington i. 6 |
Jockie, thine horn-pipe's dull | Weelkes v. 2 |
Joy of my life, that hath my love in hold | East i. 16 |
Joy, joy doth so arise and so content me | Morley i. 2 |
La Virginella | Byrd i. 24 |
Ladies, you see Time fiieth | Morley v. 20 |
Lady, if I through grief and your disdaining | Morley i. 14 |
*Lady, my flame still burning | Farmer 4-5 |
Lady, the birds right fairly | Weelkes iii. 9 |
*Lady, the melting crystal of your eye | Greaves 19-20 |
Lady, the silly flea of all disdained | Farnaby 9 |
Lady, those cherries plenty | Morley iii. 16 |
Lady, those eyes of yours that shine | Morley i. 4 |
Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting (4 voices) | Wilbye i. 10 |
Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting (6 voices) | Wilbye i. 24 |
Lady, when I behold your passions | Farnaby 19 |
Lady, why grieve you still me? | Morley ii. 6 |
Lady, you think you spite me | Morley v. 15 |
Lady, your eye my love enforced | Weelkes ii. 16 |
Lady, your spotless feature | Weelkes i. 16 |
Lady, your words do spite me | Wilbye i. 18 |
Lais, now old, that erst attempting lass | Gibbons 13 |
Late is my rash accounting | Weelkes v. 13 |
Leave now, mine eyes, lamenting | Morley iv. 7 |
Leave off, sad Philomel, to sing | Hilton 11 |
Leave, alas, this tormenting | Morley iii. 19 |
Let every sharp in sharp tune figure | Carlton 12 |
Let go, let go! why do you stay me? | Bennet 4 |
Let not the sluggish sleep | Byrd iii. 10 |
Life of my life, how should I live? | Bateson ii. 17 |
Life, tell me what is the cause | East iii. 21 |
Lightly she whipped o'er the dales | Mundy Tri. 2 |
Like as the gentle heart itself bewrays | Carlton 8 |
Like two proud armies | Weelkes iv. 1 |
Live not, poor bloom, but perish | Bateson ii. 7 |
Lo! country sports that seldom fades | Weelkes i. 12 |
Lo! here another love from heaven descended | Morley iv. 6 |
Lo! here I leave my heart in keeping | East iii. 20 |
Lo! here my heart I leave with her | Kirbye 1 |
Lo! she flies when I woo her | Morley iii. 18 |
Lo! where with flowery head | Morley v. 6 |
*Lock up, fair lids, the treasures of my heart | Vautor 8-9 |
Long have I made these hills and valleys weary | Wilbye ii. 34 |
Long have the shepherds sung this song | Greaves 18 |
Long live fair Oriana (Hark! did you ever hear?) | E. Gibbons Tri. 3 |
Lord! when I think what a paltry thing | Weelkes v. 15 |
Love is a dainty mild and sweet | Ward 10 |
Love is a fit of pleasure | Byrd ii. 43 |
Love is a secret feeding fire | Pilkington i. 13 |
Love is the fire that bums me | Bateson ii. 1 |
Love laid his yoke upon me | Hilton 18 |
Love learns by laughing first to speak | Morley i. 21 |
Love me not for comely grace | Wilbye ii. 12 |
Love shooting at another | Farnaby 14 |
Love took his bow and arrow | Morley v. 5 |
Love would discharge the duty | Bateson i. 2 |
Love would discharge the duty | Byrd ii. 34 |
Love wounded me but did not touch | Hilton 8 |
Love, cease tormenting | Tomkins 6 |
Love, if a god thou art | Jones 5 |
*Love, shooting among many | Farnaby 13-14 |
Love's folk in green arraying | Morley v. 4 |
Lullaby, my sweet little Baby | Byrd i. 32 |
Lure, falconers! give warning to the field | Bennet Br. Dis. 5 |
Make haste, ye lovers, plaining | Weelkes i. 17 |
Mars in a fury | Weelkes iv. 6 |
*Melpomene, bewail thy sister's loss | Vautor 20-21 |
Menalcas in an evening walking was | Pilkington ii. 7 |
Merrily, my love and I | Bateson i. 27 |
Methinks I hear Amphion's warbling strings | Weelkes iv. 4 |
Mira cano, sol occubuit | Vautor 15 |
Miraculous Love's wounding! | Morley iv. 5 |
'Mongst thousands good one wanton dame | Gibbons 11 |
Mopsie, leave off to love | East i. 12 |
Mother, I will have a husband | Vautor 4 |
Mourn now, my soul, with anguish | Kirbye 8 |
Much it delighted to see Phyllis smiling | Cavendish 23 |
Music divine, proceeding from above | Tomkins 24 |
Music some thinks no music is | Bateson i. 28 |
Must I part, O my jewel? | Kirbye 21 |
My bonny lass she smileth | Morley iii. 7 |
*My flocks feed not | Weelkes i. 2-4 |
My heart is dead within me | Pilkington i. 19 |
My heart oppressed by your disdaining | Lichfild 20 |
My heart, why hast thou taken? | Morley Ital. canz. 8 |
My Hope a counsel with my Love | East i. 10 |
My lady's coloured cheeks were like the roses | Farnaby 1 |
My lovely wanton jewel | Morley iii. 12 |
My mind to me a kingdom is | Byrd i. 14 |
My mistress after service due | Bateson ii. 2 |
*My mistress frowns when she should play | Hilton 2-3 |
My nymph, the dear, and her my dear | Morley v. 11 |
My peace and my pleasure | East iii. 3 |
My Phyllis bids me pack away | Weelkes i. 24 |
My prime of youth is but a frost of cares | Mundy 17 |
*My prime of youth is but a frost of cares | Alison 9-10 |
*My prime of youth is but a frost of cares | East i. 18-19 |
My tears do not avail me | Weelkes i. 23 |
My throat is sore, my voice is hoarse | Wilbye i. 27 |
*My true love hath my heart | Ward 1-2 |
*Nay let me weep, though others' tears be spent | Gibbons 17-19 |
Ne'er let the sun with his deceiving light | Gibbons 18 |
Never did any more delight to see | Vautor 7 |
No haste but good, yet stay! | East iv. 18 |
No more I will thy love importune | Tomkins 2 |
No no, she doth but flout me | Morley ii. 12 |
No, no, Nigella! | Morley iii. 6 |
No, no, no, it will not be | Pilkington 20 (should be i. 20?) |
No, no, though I shrink still | Weelkes v. 11 |
Noel, adieu, thou Court's delight | Weelkes iv. 10 |
Nought is on earth more sacred | Carlton 14 |
*Nought under heaven so strongly doth allure | Carlton 9-10 |
*Now Cloris laughs and swears | East ii. 17-18 |
Now each creature joys the other | Farmer 2 |
Now each flowery bank of May | Gibbons 12 |
Now every tree renews his summer green | Weelkes i. 7 |
Now I see thou floutest me | Pilkington i. 22 |
Now is my Cloris fresh as May | Weelkes ii. 22 |
Now is the bridals of fair Choralis | Weelkes ii. 13 |
*Now is the gentle season freshly flowering | Morley ii. 9-10 |
Now is the month of maying | Morley iii. 3 |
Now is the Summer springing | Hilton 19 |
Now let us make a merry greeting | Weelkes iii. 2 |
Now must I die recureless | Morley i. 13 |
Now must I part, my darling | East iii. 22 |
Now the country lasses hie them | Youll 24 |
*O Care, thou wilt despatch me | Weelkes iii. 4-5 |
O come again, my lovely jewel | East i. 1 |
O come, shepherds, all together | Lichfild 8 |
O dear life, when may it be? | Byrd ii. 33 |
O divine love, which so aloft can raise | Ward 22 |
O do not run away from me, my jewel | East i. 6 |
O fly not! O take some pity | Morley i. 11 |
O fly not, love, O fly not me | Bateson i. 19 |
O fools! can you not see a traffic nearer? | Wilbye i. 8 |
O God, that guides the cheerful sun | Byrd iii. 28 |
O gracious God, pardon my great offence | Pilkington ii. 17 |
O grief! even on the bud | Morley v. 7 |
*O grief! where shall poor grief find patient hearing? | Bennet 15-16 |
O had not Venus been beguiled | Hilton 12 |
O heavens, what shall I do? | Kirbye 13 |
*O heavy heart, whose harms are hid | Alison 3-7 |
O I do love, then kiss me | Jones 6 |
O let me die for true love | Tomkins 8 |
*O let me live for true love | Tomkins 7-8 |
O merry world, when every lover with his mate | Vautor 11 |
O metaphysical tobacco | East ii. 22 |
O must I part, my jewel? | Kirbye 21 |
O my grief were it disclosed | Lichfild 7 |
O my thoughts, my thoughts, surcease | Ward 8 |
O no, thou dost but flout me | Morley ii. 12 |
O now weep, now sing! | Weelkes v. 21 |
O say, dear life, when shall these twin-born berries? | Ward 3 |
O sleep, fond Fancy, sleep | Bennet 12 |
O softly-singing lute | Pilkington ii. 24 |
O stay, fair cruel, do not still torment me | East i. 9 |
*O stay, sweet love, see here the place | Farmer 7-8 |
O sweet grief, O sweet sighs | Bennet 16 |
O sweet, alas, what say you? | Morley ii. 16 |
O that a drop from such a sweet fount | Greaves 20 |
O that most rare breast | Byrd i. 35 |
O that the learned poets of this time | Gibbons 2 |
O thou that art so cruel | Morley iv. 11 |
O vain desire, wherewith the world bewitches | Carlton 20 |
*O what is she, whose looks like lightnings pierce? | Bateson ii. 9-10 |
O what shall I do? | Wilbye ii. 6 |
O wretched man! why lov'st thou earthly life? | Wilbye ii. 27 |
O you that hear this voice | Byrd i. 16 |
Of all the birds that I have heard | Mundy 10 |
Of flattering speech with sugared words | Byrd iii. 2 |
*Of gold all burnished | Byrd ii. 36-37 |
*Of joys and pleasing pains | Wilbye i. 26-27 |
Of sweet and dainty flowers | Youll 7 |
Oft did I marle how in thine eyes | Tomkins 25 |
Oft have I tendered tributary tears | Ward 20 |
Oft have I vowed how dearly I did love thee | Wilbye ii. 20 |
On a fair morning | Morley ii. 22 |
On the plains, fairy trains | Weelkes ii. 5 |
Once I thought to die for love | Youll 10 |
One woman scarce of twenty | Bateson ii. 3 |
Only joy, now here you are | Youll 6 |
Our Bonny-boots could toot it | Morley v. 9 |
Our country swains in the Morris-dance | Weelkes i. 11 |
Our hasty life away doth post | Tomkins 1 |
Out from the vale of deep despair | Ward 21 |
Oyez! Has any found a lad? | Tomkins 9 |
Palaemon and his Sylvia forth must walk | Pilkington ii. 11 |
Pearce did dance with Petronella | Farnaby 7 |
Pearce did love fair Petronel | Farnaby 6 |
Penelope, that longed for the sight | Byrd ii. 27 |
Penelope, that longed for the sight | Mundy 29 |
Phillida bewailed the want of Corydon | Farnaby 3 |
Phoebe tells me when I woo | Hilton 4 |
Phyllis hath sworn she loves the man | Weelkes ii. 20 |
Phyllis, farewell, I may no longer live (4 voices) | Bateson i. 12 |
Phyllis, farewell, I may no longer live (6 voices) | Bateson i. 25 |
Phyllis, go take thy pleasure! | Weelkes ii. 10 |
Phyllis, I fain would die now | Morley iii. 21 |
Phyllis, now cease to move me | Tomkins 18 |
Phyllis, the bright, when frankly she desired | Ward 16 |
Phyllis, yet see him dying | Tomkins 20 |
Pipe, shepherds, pipe full merrily | Youll 5 |
Pity, dear love, my pity-moving words | East i. 11 |
Pity, O pity me, my own sweet jewel | Youll 12 |
Pleasure is a wanton thing | Bateson ii. 5 |
Poor is the life that misses | East iii. 15 |
Pour forth, mine eyes, the fountains of your tears | Pilkington i. 3 |
Prostrate, O Lord, I lie | Byrd i. 27 |
Quickly send it then unto me | Hilton 23 |
Rejoice, rejoice | Byrd ii. 24 |
Rest now, Amphion, rest thy charming lyre | Bennet 17 |
*Rest with yourselves, you vain and idle brains | Alison 11-12 |
Retire, my thoughts, unto your rest | Weelkes i. 19 |
Retire, my troubled soul, rest and behold | Ward 19 |
Retire, ray soul, consider thine estate | Byrd iii. 17 |
Round about her chariot | E. Gibbons Tri. 19 |
Round about I follow thee | East ii. 6 |
Round about in a fairy ring | Bennet Br. Dis. 9 |
Round around about a wood as I walked | Morley ii. 21 |
Round around and keep your ring | Ravenscroft Br. Dis. 7 |
Sadness, sit down, on my soul feed | Bateson ii. 16 |
Said I that Amaryllis? | Morley v. 13 |
Say, dainty dames, shall we go play? | Weelkes ii. 9 |
Say, dear, when will your frowning leave? | East iii. 19 |
Say, dear, when will your frowning leave? | Weelkes i. 20 |
Say, dear, will you not have me? | Morley i. 19 |
Say, gentle nymphs, that tread these mountains | Morley ii. 20 |
*Say, shepherd, say, where is fair Phyllis gone? | Youll 17-18 |
Say, wanton, will you love me? | Weelkes v. 16 |
See Amaryllis shamed | East ii. 2 |
See forth her eyes her startled spirit peeps | Bateson ii. 10 |
See what a maze of error | Kirbye 17 |
See where my love a-maying goes | Pilkington i. 1 |
See where the maids are singing | Weelkes iii. 6 |
See where this nymph with all her train | Youll 4 |
See, see the shepherds' Queen | Tomkins 17 |
See, see, mine own sweet jewel | Morley i. 1 |
*See, see, those sweet eyes | Byrd ii. 29, 34 |
*Shall I abide this jesting? | Alison 13-14 |
Shall I seek to ease my grief? | Lichfild 2 |
She only is the pride of Nature's skill | Jones 2 |
She that my plaints with rigour | East ii. 14 |
She that my plaints with rigour | Kirbye 10 |
She with a cruel frown | Bateson ii. 30 |
Shepherds and nymphs, that trooping | Vautor 22 |
Shoot, false love, I care not | Morley iii. 2 |
*Shrill-sounding bird, call up the drowsy morn | Jones 10-11 |
Simkin said that Sis was fair | Farnaby 18 |
Since Bonny-boots was dead | Holborne 2 |
Since my tears and lamenting | Morley ii. 4 |
Since neither tunes of joy nor notes of sadness | Bennet 14 |
Since Robin Hood, maid Marian | Weelkes v. 20 |
Since tears could not obtain | East ii. 8 |
*Since your sweet cherry lips I kissed | Jones 19-20 |
Sing on, sister, and well met | Vautor 2 |
Sing out, ye nymphs and shepherds | Bennet 7 |
Sing we and chant it | Morley iii. 4 |
Sing we at pleasure | Weelkes ii. 12 |
Sing we, dance we on the green | Pilkington i. 16 |
Sing, merry birds, your cheerful notes | Jones 7 |
Sing, shepherds all, and in your roundelays | Nicolson Tri. 9 |
Sing, shepherds, after me | Weelkes ii. 14 |
Singing alone sat my sweet Amaryllis | Morley iii. 5 |
Sister, awake, close not your eyes | Bateson i. 21 |
Sit down and sing | Weelkes i. 1 |
Sit still and stir not, lady | Holborne 6 |
Sleep now, my Muse (4 voices) | Kirbye 6 |
Sleep now, my Muse (6 voices) | Kirbye 24 |
Slow slow, fresh fount | Youll 8 |
*Sly thief, if so you will believe | East i. 21-22 |
So gracious is thy sweet self | Bennet 3 |
So light is Love in matchless beauty shining | Wilbye ii. 4 |
So much to give and be so small regarded | East ii. 12 |
So whilom learned that mighty Jewish swain | Carlton 10 |
Softly, O softly drop, my eyes | Wilbye ii. 33 |
Some men desire spouses | Weelkes v. 3 |
Some time she would and some time not | Farnaby 16 |
Soon as the hungry lion seeks his prey | Farmer 6 |
*Sorrow consumed me, and instead of rest | Kirbye 12-13 |
*Sound out, my voice, with pleasant tunes | East ii. 13-14 |
*Sound out, my voice, with pleasant tunes | Kirbye 9-10 |
*Sound, saddest notes, with rueful moaning | Carlton 11-12 |
Sovereign of my delight | Morley v. 8 |
Sovereign of my delight | Pilkington ii. 1 |
*Sport we, my lovely treasure | Morley ii. 15-16 |
Spring-time mantleth every bough | Morley i. 24 |
Stay, Corydon, thou swain | Wilbye ii. 32 |
Stay, heart, run not so fast | Morley v. 18 |
Stay, heart, run not so fast | Pilkington ii. 4 |
Stay, O nymph, the ground seeks but to kiss | Pilkington i. 4 |
Stay, wandering thoughts, O whither do you haste | Jones 21 |
Still it fryeth | Morley Ital. canz. 18 |
Strange were the life that every man would like | Bateson i. 17 |
Strike it up, Tabor | Weelkes v. 18 |
Surcease, you youthful shepherdesses all | Pilkington ii. 26 |
Sure there is no god of love | Tomkins 3 |
Susanna fair, sometime | Farnaby 12 |
Susanna fair, sometime (3 voices) | Byrd ii. 8 |
Susanna fair, sometime (5 voices) | Byrd i. 29 |
Sweet Daphne, stay thy flying | Lichfild 9 |
Sweet friend, thy absence grieves | Farmer 11 |
*Sweet Gemma, when I first beheld | Bateson i. 15-16 |
Sweet heart, arise, why do you sleep? | Weelkes ii. 6 |
*Sweet honey-sucking bees | Wilbye ii. 17-18 |
Sweet lord, your flame still burning | Farmer 5 |
Sweet love, I err, and do my error know | East i. 13 |
Sweet love, I will no more abuse thee | Weelkes ii. 3 |
Sweet love, if thou wilt gain a monarch's glory | Wilbye i. 23 |
Sweet love, O cease thy flying | Kirbye 15 |
*Sweet Muses, nymphs, and shepherds, sporting | East iii. 1-3 |
Sweet nymph, come to thy lover | Morley iv. 3 |
*Sweet nymphs, that trip along the English lands | Greaves 17-18 |
Sweet Phillida, my flocks as white | Pilkington i. 18 |
*Sweet Philomel, cease thou thy songs awhile | Ward 13-14 |
Sweet Phyllis, stay, O let some pity move thee | Youll 14 |
Sweet pity, wake, and tell my cruel sweet | Ward 9 |
Sweet Suffolk owl, so trimly dight | Vautor 12 |
Sweet thief, when me of heart you reft | Vautor 11 |
Sweet, I grant that I am as black | Holborne 4 |
Sweet, those trammels of your hair | Bateson ii. 6 |
*Sweet, when thou singest | Jones 14-15 |
Take here my heart | Weelkes iii. 3 |
Take time while Time doth last | Farmer 16 |
Tan ta ra, cries Mars on bloody rapier | Weelkes v. 7 |
Tell me, dear, fain would I know | Hilton 13 |
That Muse, which sung the beauty | Kirbye 16 |
The Andalusian merchant | Weelkes iv. 8 |
The Ape, the Monkey, and Baboon did meet | Weelkes v. 10 |
The black-bird made the sweetest sound | Mundy 28 |
The curtain drawn, I saw my love | Farnaby 11 |
The eagle's force subdues each bird | Byrd iii. i |
*The fair young virgin | Byrd Mus. Trans. i. 44-45 |
The fawns and satyrs tripping | Tomkins Tri. 10 |
The fields abroad with spangled flowers | Morley ii. 10 |
The flattering words, sharp glosses | Farmer 12 |
The gods have heard my vows | Weelkes v. 8 |
The greedy hawk with sudden sight of lure | Byrd ii. 14 |
The heathen gods for love forsook their state | Carlton 19 |
The lady Oriana | Wilbye Tri. 15 |
The longer that I live | Mundy 19 |
The love of change hath changed the world | Carlton 1 |
*The man of upright life | Alison 1-2 |
The match that's made | Byrd i. 26 |
The messenger of the delightful Spring | Pilkington i. 10 |
The more I burn, the more I do desire | Jones 26 |
The nightingale in silent night | Bateson ii. 8 |
The nightingale, so pleasant and so gay | Byrd ii. 9 |
The nightingale, so soon as April bringeth | Bateson i. 3 |
The nightingale, the organ of delight | Weelkes v. 25 |
The nymphs and shepherds danced | Marson Tri. 6 |
The sacred choir of angels sings | Alison 24 |
The self-same things that gives me cause | Carlton 3 |
*The shepherd Claius, seeing | Lichfild 3-4 |
*The shepherd Strephon loved fair Dorida | Mundy 20-21 |
*The shepherds' daughters all are gone | Youll 15-16 |
The silver swan | Gibbons 1 |
The Spring is past and yet it hath not sprung | Alison 10 |
The Spring is past and yet it hath not sprung | East i. 19 |
The stately stag that seems so stout | Alison 16 |
*The sturdy rock, for all his strength | Alison 15-16 |
The sylvan justly suffered | Lichfild 17 |
The wavering planet most unstable | Farnaby 8 |
The witless boy, that blind is to behold | Carlton 16 |
The woodbine, Flora, doth decay | Hilton 9 |
Then for a boat his quiver stood | Byrd ii. 13 |
Then grant me, dear, those cherries still | Jones 20 |
There careless thoughts are freed | Byrd ii. 20 |
*There is a garden in her face | Alison 19-21 |
There is a jewel which no Indian mines | Wilbye ii. 8 |
There, where I saw her lovely beauty | Wilbye ii. 24 |
There's not a grove that wonders not my woe | Ward 24 |
Thine eyes so bright | Jones 1 |
This day Christ was born | Byrd iii. 27 |
This love is but a wanton fit | Morley i. 22 |
This sweet and merry month of May (4 voices) | Byrd iii 9. It. Mad. Eng. i. 8 |
This sweet and merry month of May (6 voices) | Byrd It. Mad. Eng. i. 28 |
Those cherries fairly do enclose | Alison 20 |
Those dainty daffadillies | Morley iii. 15 |
Those spots upon my lady's face | Weelkes i. 21 |
Those sweet delightful lilies | Bateson i. 13 |
Those sweet delightful lilies | Weelkes i. 15 |
Thou art but young, thou sayest | Wilbye i. 29 |
*Thou art not fair for all thy red and white | Vautor 13-14 |
Thou tellest thy sorrows | Jones 15 |
Though Amaryllis dance in green | Byrd i. 12 |
Though me you did disdain to view | Hilton 7 |
Though my carriage be but careless | Weelkes v. 9 |
Though Philomela lost her love | Morley i. 23 |
Though Wit bids Will to blow retreat | Alison 5 |
Three times a day my prayer is | Weelkes iv. 5 |
Three virgin nymphs were walking | Weelkes i. 10 |
Thrice blessed be the giver | Farnaby 10 |
*Thule, the period of Cosmography | Weelkes iv. 7-8 |
Thus Bonny-boots the birthday celebrated | Holmes Tri. 8 |
Thus Love commands | Wilbye i. 17 |
Thus saith my Cloris bright | Wilbye i. 11 |
Thus saith my Galatea | Morley iii. 10 |
Thyrsis sleepest thou? Holla! | Bennet 8 |
Thyrsis sleepest thou? Holla! | East iv. 1 |
Thyrsis, let pity move thee | Morley i. 12 |
Thyrsis, on his fair Phyllis' breast reposing | Bateson i. 26 |
To bed, to bed, she calls | East i. 5 |
To former joy now turns the grove | Cavendish 25 |
To hear men sing I care not | East iv. 9 |
To shorten Winter's sadness | Weelkes ii. 2 |
To sport, our merry meeting | Hilton 1 |
To the shady woods now wend we | Tomkins 13 |
To-morrow is the marriage-day | Weelkes v. 4 |
Too much I once lamented | Tomkins 14 |
Trust not too much, fair youth | Gibbons 20 |
Turn about and see me | Mundy 12 |
Under the tops of Helicon | Pilkington i. 17 |
Unkind, is this the meed of lovers' pain? | Vautor 12 |
Unkind, O stay thy flying | Wilbye i. 20 |
Unto our flocks, sweet Corolus | Weelkes ii. 23 |
*Up then, Melpomene | Kirbye 22-23 |
Upon a bank with roses set about | Ward 18 |
Upon a hill the bonny boy | Weelkes v. 5 |
*Upon a Summer's day | Byrd ii. 12-13 |
Wake, sleepy Thyrsis, wake | Pilkington ii. 3 |
Wandering in this place | Cavendish 28 |
Was ever wretch tormented? | Tomkins 12 |
We shepherds sing, we pipe, we play | Weelkes ii. 17 |
Wedded to Will is Witless | Byrd iii. 23 |
Weep forth your tears and do lament | Ward 28 |
*Weep no more, thou sorry boy | Tomkins 10-11 |
Weep not, dear love, but joy | East iv. 23 |
Weep, O mine eyes, and cease not | Bennet 13 |
Weep, O mine eyes, and cease not | Wilbye i. 4 |
Weep, sad Urania, weep | Pilkington ii. 16 |
Weep, silly soul disdained | Bennet 2 |
Weep, weep mine eyes, salt tears due honour give | Vautor 16 |
Weep, weep, mine eyes, my heart can take no rest | Wilbye ii. 23 |
Weeping full sore, with face as fair | Byrd ii. 26 |
Welcome, sweet pleasure | Weelkes ii. 15 |
Were I a king I might command content | Mundy 26 |
What? shall I part thus unregarded? | Kirbye 11 |
What ails my darling? | Morley i. 18 |
What can I do, my dearest? | Kirbye 3 |
What doth my pretty darling? | East ii. 20 |
What haste, fair lady? leave me not | Weelkes i. 18 |
What heart such doubled force resisteth? | East iv. 13 |
*What if a day, or a month, or a year? | Alison 17-18 |
What is life, or worldly pleasure? | Byrd iii. 14 |
What is our life? a play of passion | Gibbons 14 |
*What needeth all this travail? | Wilbye i. 7-8 |
What pleasure have great princes? | Byrd i. 19 |
What saith my dainty darling? | Morley iii. 9 |
What thing more cruel can you do? | East i. 22 |
What, have the gods their comfort sent? | Weelkes iv. 3-4 |
What, though her frowns and hard entreaties kill? | Pilkington i. 12 |
When Cloris heard of her Amyntas dying | Wilbye ii. 9 |
When first by force of fatal destiny | Byrd ii. 31 |
*When first I saw those cruel eyes | Lichfild 13-14 |
*When Flora fair the pleasant tidings bringeth | Carlton 4-5 |
When Flora frowns I hope for peace | Hilton 17 |
*When I behold her eyes | Jones 3-4 |
When I lament my light o' love | East iv. 7 |
When I observe those beauty's wonderments | Tomkins 23 |
When I was otherwise than now I am | Byrd ii. 30 |
When on my dear I do demand the due | East i. 15 |
When Oriana walked to take the air | Bateson i. 0 |
When Oriana walked to take the air | Pilkington i. 21 |
When shall my wretched life give place? | Wilbye i. 25 |
When Thoralis delights to walk | Weelkes iv. 2 |
*When to her lute Corinna sings | Jones 16-17 |
When to the gloomy woods | Bateson ii. 11 |
*When younglings first on Cupid fix | Byrd ii. 10-11 |
When, lo, by break of morning | Morley iv. 2 |
Whenas I glance on my sweet lovely Phyllis | East iv. 5 |
Whenas I glance upon my lovely Phyllis | Bennet 10 |
*Where are now those jolly swains? | Youll 23-24 |
Where art thou, wanton? | Morley i. 17 |
Where Fancy fond for Pleasure pleads | Byrd i. 15 |
*Where most my thoughts, there least my eye | Wilbye ii. 28-29 |
Whereat an ant | Weelkes iii. 4 |
While that the sun with his beams hot | Byrd ii. 23 |
Whiles joyful Spring-time lasteth | Youll 21 |
Whilst fatal sisters held the bloody knife | Vautor 21 |
Whilst that my lovely Daphne | Lichfild 19 |
Whilst youthful sports are lasting | Weelkes ii. 4 |
Whither away so fast? | Morley i. 7 |
Whither so fast? See how the kindly flowers | Bateson i. 7 |
Who likes to love, let him take heed | Byrd i. 13 |
Who looks may leap | Byrd iii. 5 |
Who loves a life devoid of quiet rest | Mundy 30 |
Who loves this life, from love his love doth | Alison 8 |
Who made thee, Hob, forsake the plough? | Byrd ii. 41 |
Who master is in Music's art | Hilton 26 |
Who prostrate lies at women's feet | Bateson i. 20 |
Who seeks to captivate the freest minds | Carlton 17 |
Who vows devotion to fair beauty's shrine | Carlton 18 |
Who would have thought that face of thine? | Farmer 10 |
Why are our Summer sports so brittle? | East iv. 3 |
*Why are you ladies staying? | Weelkes iii. 7-8 |
Why do I fret and grieve? | Pilkington i. 14 |
Why do I use my paper, ink, and pen? | Byrd i. 33 |
Why do I, dying, live? | Bateson ii. 20 |
Why do you seek by flight? | East ii. 10 |
Why dost thou fly in such disdain? | Bateson ii. 23 |
Why dost thou shoot? | Wilbye i. 30 |
*Why runs away my love from me? | East ii. 9-10 |
Why should I grieve that she disdains? | Pilkington i. 9 |
Why should I love since she doth prove? | Kirbye 14 |
Why sit I here complaining? | Morley ii. 3 |
Why smilest thou, sweet jewel? (3 voices) | East ii. 3 |
Why smilest thou, sweet jewel? (5 voices) | East ii. 15 |
Why wail we thus? | Kirbye 23 |
Why weeps, alas, my lady love? | Morley iii. 20 |
With angel's face and brightness | Kirbye Tri. 20 |
With angel's face and brightness | Norcome Tri. 1 |
With bitter sighs I heard Amyntas plaining | Bateson ii. 19 |
With her sweet locks | Carlton 7 |
With wreaths of rose and laurel | Cobbold Tri. 12 |
Witness, ye heavens, I vow to love the fairest | Farnaby 21 |
Witness, ye heavens, the palace of the gods | Mundy 21 |
Woe am I, when my heart dies | Kirbye 4 |
*Wounded I am | Byrd ii. 17-18 |
Ye bubbling springs, that gentle music makes | Pilkington ii. 5 |
Ye gentle ladies, in whose sovereign power | Carlton 15 |
Ye restless cares, companions of the night | East i. 23 |
Ye restless thoughts, that harbour discontent | Bennet 9 |
Ye restless thoughts, that harbour discontent | Wilbye i. 6 |
Ye sylvan nymphs, that in these woods | Ward 14 |
Ye that do live in pleasures plenty | Wilbye ii. 25 |
Yet again, as soon revived | Tomkins 11 |
Yet if that age had frosted o'er his head | Gibbons 19 |
Yet love me not, nor seek not to allure | Vautor 14 |
Yet of us twain | Byrd ii. 18 |
Yet stay, alway, be chained to my heart | Bateson i. 16 |
Yet sweet, take heed | Wilbye ii. 18 |
Yond hill-tops Phoebus kissed | Pilkington ii. 2 |
You black bright stars, that shine | Morley v. 16 |
You blessed bowers, whose green leaves | Farmer 17 |
You gentle nymphs, that on these meadows play | Pilkington ii. 12 |
You lovers that have loves astray | Hilton 3 |
You meaner beauties of the night | East vi |
You mournful gods and goddesses descend | East i. 24 |
You pretty flowers, that smile | Farmer 1 |
You that wont to my pipe's sound | Morley iii. 13 |
You'll never leave still tossing to and fro | Farmer 3 |
Young Cupid hath proclaimed | East i. 4 |
Young Cupid hath proclaimed | Weelkes i. 8 |
Your beauty it allureth | Weelkes i. 13 |
Your fond preferments | Pilkington ii. 6 |
*Your presence breeds my anguish | Jones 22-24 |
Your shining eyes and golden hair | Bateson i. 6 |
Your shining eyes and golden hair (4 voices) | East iv. 6 |
Your shining eyes and golden hair (6 voices) | East iv. 24 |
Zephyrus brings the time | Cavendish 22 |