Songs by Michael Drayton
- A witless gallant a young wench that wooed
- Amour 30: Three sorts of serpents do resemble thee
- As other men so I myself do muse
- Dear why should you command me to my rest
- Farewell to Love
- In pride of wit when high desire of fame
- Like an adventurous seafarer am I
- Methinks I see some crooked mimic jeer
- Our floods queen Thames for ships and swans is crowned
- Since theres no help come let us kiss and part
- Some men there be which like my method well
- Some misbelieving and profane in love
- THE PARTING
- To nothing fitter can I thee compare
- Truce gentle love a parley now I crave
- Whilst thus my pen strives to eternize thee
- You’re not alone when You are still alone