pt. 1. My sweetest Lesbia. Though you are young. I care not for these ladies. Follow thy fair sun. My love hath vowed. When to her lute Corinna sings. Turn back, you wanton flyer. It fell on a summer's day. The cypress curtain of the night. Follow your saint
pt. 2. Fair, if you expect admiring. Thou art not fair. See where she flies. Blame not my cheeks. When the merry god of love. Mistress, since you so much desire. Your fair looks. The man of life upright. Hark, all you ladies. When thou must home. Come let us sound with melody.
