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Queen Elizabeth
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To Mine Intirely Beloved, Mr. Thomas Giles, Most Expert Teacher in the Courtly Quality of Dancing
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To the Generous and My Sincerely Honored Friend, Henry Jerningham, Esquire
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True Wealth
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Phantasie a Great Comforter, or Tormenter
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In the Lowd, Alowd, or Well Deserved Renowne of our Britaine-Ulysses: His Present Worke
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To My Deere Scholler, Master John Hales
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To My Worthyly Much-Esteemed Friend, Tho. Hawkins Esquire
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Angel-Like Man, An
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A Wounded Conscience, Who Can Beare?
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