A Painted Tale
O Solitude, My Sweetest Choice!, Z. 406
Have You Seen But a Bright Lily Grow
Fairest Work of Happy Nature
The Self Banished
Fire, Fire
O Turn Not Those Fine Eyes Away
Sweeter Than Roses, Z. 585, No. 1
She Loves and She Confesses Too, Z. 413
No More Shall Meads Be Deck’d With Flowers
My Thoughts Are Winged With Hopes
Of All the Torments, All the Cares
Can She Excuse My Wrongs
Not All My Torments Can Your Pity Move, Z. 400
So, So, Leave Off This Last Lamenting Kiss
In Darkness Let Me Dwell
Now, O Now I Needs Must Part
Come, Heavy Sleep
Stay, Silly Heart, and Do Not Break
Evening Hymn, Z. 193