The Second Set of Madrigales

The First Set of English Madrigals

Draw on, Sweet Night

Adieu, Sweet Amaryllis

Where Most My Thoughts

I Always Beg

Of Joys and Pleasing Pains

Sweet Honey-sucking Bees

Weep, O Mine Eyes

Lady, When I behold the Roses

Ah! Cannot Sighs nor Tears

O What Shall I Do?

Fantasia a 6

Alas, What Hope of Speeding

The Lady Oriana

Flora Gave Me Fairest Flowers

I Fall, I Fall

As Fair As Morn

Cruel, Behold My Heavy Ending

Weep, Weep, Mine Eyes

Fly Love, Aloft

Softly O! Drop mine Eyes

I live, and yet methinks I do not breathe

Why dost Thou Shoot?

Alas! What a Wretched Life is This

I Sung Sometimes

Lady, When I Behold

O Wretched Man!

Thus Saith My Cloris Bright

Die, Hapless Man!

Long have I made These Hills and Valleys Weary

Fly not so Swift, My Dear

A Silly Sylvan, Kissing Heav'n-born Fire

13 Three-Voice Madrigals

So light is love

Lady Your Words do Spite Me

Stay, Corydon, Thou Swain

Thou art but Young, Thou Say'st

When Shall My Wretched Life Give Place to Death?

Sweet Love, if Thou wilt Gain

Ne reminiscaris

What Needeth all this Travail

Love not Me for Comely Grace

There is a jewel

Unkind, O Stay Thy Flying

Ye That do Live in Pleasures

Down in a Valley

Homo natus de muliere

And Though My Love Abounding

Dispightfull Thus unto My Selfe

My Throte is Sore

Thus Love Commaunds