see: T.Campion, No.18
see: T.Campion, No. X
see: T.Campion, No. X
see: R.Iones, No. 9
see: T.Campion, No.23
see: T.Campion, No. II
|
I.
II.
III.
IIII.
V.
VI.
VII.
VIII.
IX.
X.
XI.
XII.
XIII.
XIIII.
XV.
XVI.
XVII.
XVIII.
XIX.
XX.
XXI.
|
A Table of halfe the Songs contained
in this Booke, by T.C.
[Thomas Campion]
My sweetest Lesbia
Though you are yoong
I care not for these Ladies
Follow thy faire sunne
My loue hath vowed
When to her lute
Turne backe you wanton flier
It fell on a summers daie
The Sypres curten
Follow your Saint
Faire if you expect admiring
Thou art not faire
See where she flies
Blame not my cheekes
When the God of merrie loue
Mistris since you so much desire
Your faire lookes enflame
The man of life vpright
Harke all you Ladies
When thou must home
Come let vs sound with melodie
|
I.
II.
III.
IIII.
V.
VI.
VII.
VIII.
IX.
X.
XI.
XII.
XIII.
XIIII.
XV.
XVI.
XVII.
XVIII.
XIX.
XX.
XXI.
|
A Table of the rest of the Songs con-
tained in this Booke, made by
Philip Rosseter
Sweete come againe
And would you see
No graue for woe
If I vrge my kinde desires
What hearts content
Let him that will be free
Reproue not loue
And would you faine
When Laura smiles
Long haue mine eies
Though far from ioy
Shall I come if I swim
Aie me that loue
Shall then a trayterous
If I hope I pine
Vnlesse there were consent
If she forsakes me
What is a daie
Kind in vnkindnesse
What then is loue but
Whether men doe laugh
|
|