Thomas Ford
ALAN JONES (baritone) ROBERT SPENCER (lute) Not full twelve years What then is love
Unto the temple of thy beauty
Now I see thy looks were feigned
Go passions to the cruel fair
Come Phyllis, come into these bowers
Fair, sweet, cruel
Since first I saw your face
There is a lady sweet and kind How shall I then describe my love
(13 July: Robert Jones )