| 1 | Can she excuse my wrongs? | John Dowland | 3:01 | 
| 2 | Author of light, revive my dying sprite | Thomas Campion | 2:57 | 
| 3 | Flow, my tears, fall from your springs | John Dowland | 3:41 | 
| 4 | A Fancy | John Dowland | 2:40 | 
| 5 | Come tread the paths of pensive pangs | [anonymous] | 3:47 | 
| 6 | Since first I saw your face | Thomas Ford | 2:36 | 
| 7 | Sorrow, stay, lend true repentant tears | John Dowland | 3:21 | 
| 8 | The most sacred Queen Elizabeth, her Galliard | John Dowland | 1:21 | 
| 9 | Eliza is the fairest Queen | Edward Johnson | 2:01 | 
| 10 | Eyes, look no more | John Danyel | 4:24 | 
| 11 | Oft have I sigh'd for him that hears me not | Thomas Campion | 2:37 | 
| 12 | Go nightly cares, the enemy to rest | John Dowland | 7:04 | 
| 13 | Pavin | Alfonso Ferrabosco | 3:06 | 
| 14 | Thou pretty bird, how do I see | John Danyel | 1:26 | 
| 15 | In terrors trapp'd with thraldom thrust | William Hunnis | 3:53 | 
| 16 | Now, o now I needs must part | John Dowland | 5:18 | 
| 17 | Preludium | John Dowland | 1:01 | 
| 18 | A Fantasie | John Dowland | 4:50 | 
| 19 | Say, Love, if ever thou didst find | John Dowland | 2:04 | 
| 20 | I die whenas I do not see | John Danyel | 1:52 | 
| 21 | The Frog Galliard | John Dowland | 1:58 | 
| 22 | Awake, sweet love, thou art returned | John Dowland | 2:38 | 
| 23 | Tell me, true Love | John Dowland | 4:34 |