| 1 | 0–60 | 470 | T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe | 0.74 | CAndid spectators, you that are invited Tô see the Lily and the Rose united; Consider that this Comedy of ours… |
| 2 | 61–123 | 474 | T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs | 0.77 | Then lend a facile ear to my advice: Bend not thy bootless hate against that Orb of light, Whose mighty flames… |
| 3 | 124–190 | 496 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.78 | Now I hope you have railed yourself out of breath, And therefore I may now have time to speak: Thus 'tis, dear… |
| 4 | 191–262 | 522 | T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs | 0.80 | When Sol shall make the Eastern Seas his bed, When Wolves and Sheep shall be together fed; When Stars shall fa… |
| 5 | 263–331 | 494 | unassigned | | Thou gentle goddess of the woods & mountains, That in the woods and mountain's art adored, The Maiden patrones… |
| 6 | 332–395 | 484 | T11 Siblings, kin and confidants | 0.79 | But I prithee friend, satisfy me in one thing. My bosom's yours, take from that Cabinet The choicest secret th… |
| 7 | 396–460 | 476 | T22 Shepherds, flocks and Pan | 0.80 | Which is the Shepherd Rhodon? I am the man. Then you are he whom Violetta greets. How fares my sister? This le… |
| 8 | 461–524 | 474 | unassigned | | And if my right hand fail to second thee, Then for a Peasant let me counted be. Nay, stay fair Nymph, I would … |
| 9 | 525–589 | 492 | unassigned | | Away fond idiot, do not conceit That this Cap can infuse any thing real into thy pate, That is uncapable of al… |
| 10 | 590–657 | 520 | T36 Hell, Furies and the language of punishm | 0.81 | SInce that the gods will not my woe redress, Since men are altogether pitiless, Ye silent ghosts unto my plain… |
| 11 | 658–727 | 508 | T56 Magic, spells and conjuring | 0.77 | Do this, and I will live (Poneria) To give thy merit ample satisfaction. I will adore thy skill, and thee ador… |
| 12 | 728–795 | 513 | T3 Sickness, physic and doctors | 0.69 | The cause to the effect I can apply, And work strange things by hidden sympathies. I do exactly know the compo… |
| 13 | 796–864 | 522 | unassigned | | This will I do, When seas shall be drunk dry by Phoebus beams, And when the lesser stars shall drink the strea… |
| 14 | 865–934 | 505 | T3 Sickness, physic and doctors | 0.61 | Nor in her weeds alone is she so nice, But rich perfumes she buys at any price. Storax and spikenard she burns… |
| 15 | 935–998 | 462 | unassigned | | Out you prattling Parachito, Come you hither to abuse me. Take this for your pains. Now thank thy stars, that … |
| 16 | 999–1059 | 439 | unassigned | | Nor Circe's drugs, nor all Ulysses' wits, I tell thee Beldame, can accomplish this. Good daughter undervalue n… |
| 17 | 1060–1125 | 475 | T56 Magic, spells and conjuring | 0.72 | Then hear what I propound. Cynosbatus, Within a place nigh hand, resides A Beldame much renowned for sacred sk… |
| 18 | 1126–1194 | 495 | T7 The Trojan war: conflict and its afterma | 0.84 | Now recollect thy spirits Rhodon, Let Spartan resolution spread itself Into each angle of thy noble heart. For… |
| 19 | 1195–1263 | 497 | unassigned | | Then oh ye powers, that are the grand protectors Of Hybla's happiness and welfare; Whether ye do delight in ou… |
| 20 | 1264–1331 | 494 | T24 Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses | 0.79 | They do but blush to see what crimes are acted By mortal under covert of the night. sawst thou yond star that … |
| 21 | 1332–1398 | 509 | T3 Sickness, physic and doctors | 0.75 | I tell thee, I till now was never happy: All those delights which I ere saw before, Were but mere transitory d… |
| 22 | 1399–1465 | 501 | T22 Shepherds, flocks and Pan | 0.78 | Upon this shady bank with laurels crowned, The gentle Shepherd Rhodon dwells: His Cottage seated is upon a Cry… |
| 23 | 1466–1531 | 499 | unassigned | | THou speak'st of things beyond belief, Acanthus, Too true it is, I shrewdly fear, For every circumstance makes… |
| 24 | 1532–1594 | 482 | unassigned | | Nay good Poneria, I find myself unfitting for the wars. What neither heart nor brains; out inglorious losel, T… |
| 25 | 1595–1657 | 474 | unassigned | | My Iris is as clear as innocency itself; And since my treacherous foes have gone about, By wicked slights, to … |
| 26 | 1658–1722 | 473 | unassigned | | Then tell him, I'm resolved to be a guest, More bold than welcome at his bloody feast. I will great Martagon; … |
| 27 | 1723–1792 | 485 | unassigned | | Arm, arm: the hostile forces are in sight, And thus come marching on in proud array: The battle's led by Marta… |