"Dear to my soul, then leave me not forsaken"
Henry Constable"Fair grace of graces, muse of muses all"
Henry Constable"Mine eye with all the deadly sins is fraught"
Henry Constable"To live in hell and heaven to behold"
Henry Constable"Whilst Echo cries, What shall become of me?"
Henry ConstableFrom Diana (To His Absent Diana)
Henry ConstableOf Her Excellency Both in Singing and Instruments
Henry ConstableOf His Mistress upon Occasion of Her Walking in a Garden
Henry Constable