Who Ever Thinks or Hopes of Love for Love
My Thoughts are Wing'd with Hopes
If My Complaints Could Passions Move
Can She Excuse My Wrongs with Virtue's Cloak?
Now, Oh Now I Needs Must Part
Dear, if You Change, I'll Never Choose Again
Thinkst Thou then By They Feigning
Come Away, Come Sweet Love
Rest a While, You Cruel Cares
All Ye Whom Love or Fortune Hath Betray'd
Wilt Thou Unkind Thus Reave Me of My Heart?
Would My Conceit that First Enforc'd My Woe
Come Again, Sweet Love Doth Now Invite
His Golden Locks Time Hath to Silver Turned
Awake, Sweet Love, Thou Art Return'd
Away With These Self-Loving Lads
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