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| veröffentlicht: | London Oxford Univ. Press P 1979 |
| Medientyp: | Audio |
| Umfang: | 2 Schallpl. in Album; 33 UpM, stereo; 30 cm; Faltbl. (mit Gesangstexten) |
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| Notiz: | Hark, all ye lovely saints. Sing we at plesure Thus sings my dearest jewel O care thou wilt dispatch me, Hence, care, thou art too cruel Though amaryllis dance. Lullaby, my sweet little baby Weep, o mine eyes Fyer, fyer! My bonnie lass she smileth. Now is the month of maying. Sing we and chant it April is in my mistress' face Sweet Suffolk owl Quick, quick away, dispatch! and no haste but good! Music divine. O yes! Has any found a lad? Too much I once lamented Those sweet delightful lilies Sweet honey-sucking bees and yet, sweet, take heed. Draw on, sweet night. Weep, weep, mine eyes Flora gave me fairest flowers. Adieu, sweet Amaryllis Come, gentle swains Come, sable night. Out from the vale Ah, dear heart. O that the learned poets. The silver swan. What is your life? Sleep, fleshly birth Come away, sweet love Fair Phyllis I saw Consture my meaning See what a maze of error |
| Sprache: | Englisch |
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| Kollektion: | Verbunddaten SWB |
| Hark, all ye lovely saints. Sing we at plesure \ Thomas Weelkes Thus sings my dearest jewel \ Thomas Weelkes O care thou wilt dispatch me, Hence, care, thou art too cruel \ Thomas Weelkes Though amaryllis dance. Lullaby, my sweet little baby \ William Byrd Weep, o mine eyes \ John Bennet Fyer, fyer! My bonnie lass she smileth. Now is the month of maying. Sing we and chant it \ Thomas Morley April is in my mistress' face \ Thomas Morley Sweet Suffolk owl \ Thomas Vautor Quick, quick away, dispatch! and no haste but good! \ Michael East Music divine. O yes! Has any found a lad? Too much I once lamented \ Thomas Tomkins Those sweet delightful lilies \ Thomas Bateson Sweet honey-sucking bees and yet, sweet, take heed. Draw on, sweet night. Weep, weep, mine eyes \ John Wilbye Flora gave me fairest flowers. Adieu, sweet Amaryllis \ John Wilbye Come, gentle swains \ Michael Cavendish Come, sable night. Out from the vale \ John Ward Ah, dear heart. O that the learned poets. The silver swan. What is your life? \ Orlando Gibbons Sleep, fleshly birth \ Robert Ramsey Come away, sweet love \ Thomas Greaves Fair Phyllis I saw \ John Farmer Consture my meaning \ Giles Farnaby See what a maze of error \ George Kirbye |