Unquiet thoughts; Who ever thinks or hopes of love; My thoughts are wing'd with hope; If my complaints could passions move; Can she excuse my wrongs?; Now, O now I needs must part; Dera, if you change; Burst fourth, my tears; Go, crystal tears; Come away, come sweet love; Rest awhile, you cruel cares; Sleep, wayward thoughts; Wilt thou, unkind, thus reave me?; Come again, sweet love doth now invite; His golden locks; Awake, sweet love; Come, heavy sleep; I saw my lady weep; Flow my tears; Sorrow, stay;