| 1 | 0–64 | 514 | unassigned | | WHat, Death and Fortune cross the way of Love? Why, what is Love, but Fortune's tennis-ball? Nay, what are you… |
| 2 | 65–126 | 484 | unassigned | | Enough Erastus thy Perseda knows, She whom thou wouldst have thine, Erastus knows, Nay my Perseda knows, and t… |
| 3 | 127–191 | 507 | unassigned | | Who saw my Master? O sir, are you here? The Prince and all the outlandish Gentlemen, Are ready to go to the tr… |
| 4 | 192–260 | 544 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.74 | Against the Sophy in three pitched fields, Under the conduct of great Soliman, Have I been chief commander of … |
| 5 | 261–328 | 490 | T13 Knights, squires and ladies | 0.86 | He is beholding to you greatly sir: Mount ye brave Lordings, forwards to the tilt, myself will censure of your… |
| 6 | 329–389 | 494 | T13 Knights, squires and ladies | 0.82 | It may be so, it may be so, Now sir, how like you this course. Pretty, pretty, but not famous, Well for a lear… |
| 7 | 390–454 | 505 | unassigned | | Nay valiant sir, we may not be denied, Fair Ladies should be coy to show their faces, lest that the sun should… |
| 8 | 455–517 | 508 | T6 Money, debt and credit | 0.84 | Why then i'll have ten for the crying it. Ten Crowns, and had but six pence, For crying a little wench of thir… |
| 9 | 518–582 | 498 | unassigned | | I long till Brusor be returned from Rhodes, To know how he hath borne him 'gainst the Christians, That are ass… |
| 10 | 583–646 | 510 | unassigned | | Not half so much am I a friend to Rhodes, As thou art enemy to thy Sovereign. I charge thee say wherein, or el… |
| 11 | 647–710 | 490 | unassigned | | Fortune that first by chance brought them together, For till by Fortune persons meet each other, Thou canst no… |
| 12 | 711–775 | 490 | unassigned | | O Sir, not I. Here's none but friends, yet let me challenge you, For gracing me with a malignant style, That I… |
| 13 | 776–836 | 491 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.88 | Well, now Erastus my heart's only joy Is come to join both hearts in union. And till I came whereas my love di… |
| 14 | 837–896 | 482 | T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy | 0.77 | What are thy looks? but like the Cockatrice, That seeks to wound poor silly passengers. If words, nor tears, n… |
| 15 | 897–960 | 497 | unassigned | | Nay I use not to go without a pair of false Dice. Here are tall men and little men. Hie men and low men, thou … |
| 16 | 961–1026 | 544 | T6 Money, debt and credit | 0.75 | Now am I growing into a doubtful agony What I were best to do, to run away with this Chain, Or deliver it, and… |
| 17 | 1027–1088 | 508 | unassigned | | This makes me think that I have been to cruel, How got he this from of Lucina's arm? Faith in a mummery, and a… |
| 18 | 1089–1155 | 513 | unassigned | | I but hear you sir, I am bound In pain of my masters displeasure, To have about at cuffs, afore you and I part… |
| 19 | 1156–1224 | 521 | unassigned | | These praises Brusor touch me to the heart, And makes me wish that I had been at Rhodes, Under the habit of so… |
| 20 | 1225–1295 | 517 | unassigned | | Then this my gracious Lord is all I crave, That being banished from my native soil, I may have liberty to live… |
| 21 | 1296–1362 | 516 | unassigned | | Accursed Chain, unfortunate Lucina, My friend is gone, and I am desolate. My friend is gone, and I am desolate… |
| 22 | 1363–1427 | 497 | unassigned | | Now Rhodes is yoked, and stoops to Soliman, There lies the Governor, and there his son: Now let their souls te… |
| 23 | 1428–1494 | 508 | unassigned | | Why how now Erastus, always in thy dumps? Still in black habit fitting funeral? Cannot my love persuade thee f… |
| 24 | 1495–1563 | 515 | unassigned | | The sound is honey, but the sense is gall: The sweeting bless me with a cheerful look. How can mine eyes dart … |
| 25 | 1564–1629 | 520 | unassigned | | And I for thee, or else I had not lived. What words in affection do I see? Ah pardon me great Soliman, for thi… |
| 26 | 1630–1696 | 515 | unassigned | | To one past cure, good counsel comes too late, Yet say thy mind. With secret letters woe her, and with gifts, … |
| 27 | 1697–1762 | 493 | unassigned | | I would my master had left Some other to be his agent here: Faith I am weary of the office already, What signi… |
| 28 | 1763–1831 | 514 | unassigned | | And first I stung them with consenting love, And made great Soliman sweet beauty's thrall, Humble himself at f… |
| 29 | 1832–1894 | 514 | unassigned | | Ah that Perseda were not half so fair, Or that Soliman were not so fond, Or that Perseda had some other love, … |
| 30 | 1895–1961 | 510 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.78 | That all is true that here you have declared. Both lay your hands upon the Alcaron. Foul death betide me if I … |
| 31 | 1962–2026 | 467 | unassigned | | I will my lord: lord Marshal, it is his highness pleasure That you commend him to Erastus' soul. Here ends my … |
| 32 | 2027–2085 | 467 | unassigned | | Yet dare I bear her hence, to do thee good. No let her lie, a prey to ravening birds: Nor shall her death alon… |
| 33 | 2086–2142 | 461 | unassigned | | Why what art thou that boldly bids us yield? Great Soliman, Lord of all the world. Thou art not Lord of all, R… |
| 34 | 2143–2202 | 464 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.80 | I will not kiss her sir, but give me leave To weep over her, for while she lived, she loved me dearly, and I l… |
| 35 | 2203–2263 | 469 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.79 | Affright me not with sorrows and laments, And when my soul from body shall depart, Trouble me not but let me p… |