Coy Daphne fled, Thou pretty bird, He whose desires are still abroad, Like as the lute delights, Dost thou withdraw thy grace, Why canst thou not, Stay cruel stay, Time cruel time, Grief keep within, Drop not mine eyes, Have all our passions, Let not Cloris think, Can doleful notes, No let chromatic tunes, Uncertain certain turns, Eyes look no more, If I...