April bringeth (Bateson)
The peaceful western wind (Campion)
There is a garden in her face (Campion)
There is a lady sweet and kind (Ford)
There were three Ravens sat on a tree (Melismata)
Think'st thou, Kate, to put me down (Jones)
Think'st thou to seduce me then with words that have no meaning (Campion)
Thou art but young, thou say'st (Wilbye)
Thou art not fair, for all thy red and white (Campion and Rosseter)
Thou pretty bird, how do I see (Danyel)
Though Amaryllis dance in green (Byrd)
Though my carriage be but careless (Weelkes)
Though your strangeness frets my heart (Jones)
Thrice blessed be the giver (Farnaby)
Thrice toss these oaken ashes in the air (Campion)
Thus I resolve and Time hath taught me so (Campion)
Thus saith my Chloris bright (Wilbye)
Thus saith my Galatea (Morley)
To his sweet lute Apollo sang the motions of the spheres (Campion)
To plead my faith, where faith hath no reward (Robert Dowland)
To shorten winter's sadness (Weelkes)
Toss not my soul, O Love, 'twixt hope and fear (John Dowland)
Turn all thy thoughts to eyes (Campion)

Unto the temple of thy beauty (Ford)
Upon a hill the bonny boy (Weelkes)
Upon a summer's day Love went to swim (Byrd)

Vain men! whose follies make a god of love (Campion)

Wake, sleepy Thyrsis, wake (Pilkington)
We be soldiers three (Deuteromelia)
We be three poor mariners (Deuteromelia)
We must not part as others do (Egerton MS. 2013)
We shepherds sing, we pipe, we play (Weelkes)
Wedded to will is witless (Byrd)
Weep no more, thou sorry boy (Tomkins)
Weep you no more, sad fountains (John Dowland)
Welcome, sweet pleasure (Weelkes)
Were I a king I might command content (Mundy)
Were my heart as some men's are, thy errors would not move me (Campion)
What hap had I to marry a shrow (Pammelia)
What is our life? a play of passion (Gibbons)
What needeth all this travail and turmoiling (Wilbye)
What pleasure have great Princes (Byrd)
What poor astronomers are they (John Dowland)
What then is love, sings Corydon (Ford)
When Flora fair the pleasant tidings bringeth (Carlton)
When I was otherwise than now I am (Byrd)
When thou must home to shades of underground (Campion and Rosseter)
When younglings first on Cupid fix their sight (Byrd)
Where most my thoughts, there least mine eye is striking (Wilbye)
Where shall a sorrow great enough be sought (Peerson)
Whether men do laugh or weep (Campion and Rosseter)
While that the sun with his beams hot (Byrd)
Whilst youthful