Mr. Dowland's Midnight

And is it night?

Come again, sweet love doth now invite

Oft have I sigh'd for him that heares me not

Time, cruel Time

Think'st thou then by thy feigning?

A Dream, P. 75

Flow my tears

Praeludium - Author of light, revive my dying spright

No grave for woe

In darkness let me dwell

Mr. Dowland's Midnight, P. 99

Rest sweet nimphes