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To Myne Intirely Beloved Mr John Sandford
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To the All-Admired for True Honor and Vertue, Dorothy, Countesse of Northumberland
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Cordiall to Cheare the Heart under the Cross of Confinement, A: Written to a Great Lord, Once a Perpetuall Prisoner
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That Truth, Being One and Still the Same, Is Made by Wicked Men to Countenance Falsehood, Which is Manifold, and Still Unlike
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A Select Second Husband for Sir Thomas Overburie's Wife, Now a Widow
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To My Right Noble Pupill and Joy of My Heart, Aulgernoun, Lord Percy
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To My Deere Friend, Countryman, and Expert Master in the Liberall Science of Musick, Mr Thomas Warrock
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To Myne Ancient Friend and Kinde Countryman, Mr Philip King-man
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To the Right Noble and Most Gracefull Lady, Alice, Countesse of Derby, My Good Lady and Mistresse
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The Foole Hath Said in His Heart, There Is No God
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