Weep, silly soul disdained
So gracious is thy sweet self
Let go! why do you stay me
Come, shepherds, follow me
I languish to complain me
Since neither tunes of joy
O grief, where shall poor grief?
A madrigal from the "Triumphs of Oriana": All creatures now are merry-minded
Two songs of four parts from Ravenscroft's "Brief discourse": Lure, falconers, lure! Round about in a fair ring.