The Silver Swan

What Is Our Life

I - Fair Ladies That to Love Captived Are, II - Mongst Thousands Good

Fair Is the Rose, yet Fades with Heat or Cold

Daintly Fine Bird

Now Each Flowery Bank of May

Lais Now Old, That Erst Attempting Lass

I - How Art Thou Thral'd, Ii - Farewell All Joys

The Silver Swan

I - Nay Let Me Weep, II - Ne'er Let the Sun with His Deceiving Light, III - Yet If That Age Had Frosted over His Head

Ah, Dear Heart Why Do You Rise?

Trust Not T Much Fair Youth Unto Thy Feature

O, That the Learned Poets of This Time

I - I Weigh Not Fortune's Frown nor Smile, II - I Tremble Not at Noise of War, III - I See Ambition Never Pleased, IV - I Fain Not Friendship Where I Hate