1 |
Awake, sweet love, thou art returned |
John Dowland |
2:47 |
2 |
Thinkst thou then by thy fayning? |
John Dowland |
2:00 |
3 |
Can she excuse my wrongs with vertues cloake |
John Dowland |
3:07 |
4 |
Goe crystall teares |
John Dowland |
3:00 |
5 |
My thoughts are wing'd with hopes |
John Dowland |
3:19 |
6 |
Come heavy sleepe |
John Dowland |
4:18 |
7 |
His golden locks time has to silver turnd |
John Dowland |
4:05 |
8 |
Come away, come sweet love |
John Dowland |
2:15 |
9 |
If my complaints could passions move |
John Dowland |
3:28 |
10 |
All ye whom love or fortune hath betrayed |
John Dowland |
3:16 |
11 |
Who ever thinkes or hopes of love for love |
John Dowland |
2:54 |
12 |
Away with these self-loving lads |
John Dowland |
2:47 |
13 |
Now, O now, I needs must part |
John Dowland |
5:09 |
14 |
Come again: sweet love doth now invite |
John Dowland |
4:35 |
15 |
Sleep wayward thioughts |
John Dowland |
3:34 |
16 |
Deare, if you change, ile never chuse againe |
John Dowland |
2:58 |
17 |
Unquiet thoughts |
John Dowland |
3:38 |
18 |
Would my conceit that first enforst my woe |
John Dowland |
5:33 |
19 |
Wilt thou, unkind, thus reave me of my heart? |
John Dowland |
4:07 |
20 |
Burst forth, my teares |
John Dowland |
4:17 |
21 |
Rest a while you cruell cares |
John Dowland |
4:30 |