Elizabethan Lute Songs

Never weather-beaten saile more willing bent to shore

Author of light

The sypres curten of the night is spread

Musicke of Sundrie Kindes: I. Since first I saw your face

Musicke of Sundrie Kindes: II. Faire, sweet, cruell

Musicke of Sundrie Kindes: III. What then is love sings Coridon

Heres paternus

Mrs. M. E. her Funerall teares for the death of her husband: I. Griefe keepe within

Mrs. M. E. her Funerall teares for the death of her husband: II. Drop not mine eies

Mrs. M. E. her Funerall teares for the death of her husband: III. Have all our passions

What then is love but mourning?

Shall I come if I swim?

No grave for woe

The night watch

Muy linda: Muy Linda

I saw my Lady weepe

Shall I strive with wordes to move?

Sorrow, stay, lend true repentant teares

Can she excuse my wrongs?

Fantasia No. 3

Miserere, my Maker