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COMPOSER: Henry Purcell
TITLE: Complete Secular Solo Songs
TRACKS:
Draw near you lovers. While Thirsis wrapp'd in downly sleep. Love thou canst hear. I loved fair Celia. What hope for us remains? Pastora's beauties when unblown. A thousand sev'ral ways I tried. Urge me no more. Farewell all joys. If music be the food of love - 1st setting. Amidst the shades. They say you're angry. Let each galland heart. This poet sings 'Anacreon's Defeat'. Ah how pleasant 'tis to love. My heart wherever you appear. On the brow of Richmond Hill. Rashly I swore. Since the pox. Beneath a dark and melancholy grove. Musing on cares. Whilst Cynthia sung. How I sigh when I think of the charms. Ye happy swains. Beware poor shepherds. See how the fading glories of the year. Cease anxious world. O! fair Cedaria. I love and I must. When her languishing eyes. Not all my torments. Ah! Cruel nymph. Sylvia now your scorn give over. Since one poor view. I resolve against cringing. Gently shepherds you that know. If grief has any pow'r. She that would gain. Fly swift ye hours. Hear not my Phillis - 'The Knotting Song'. Phillis talk no more. Celia's fond. In vain we dissemble. When my Aemelia smiles. Farewell ye rocks. What a sad fate is mine. I take no pleasure. Love's pow'r in my heart. How delightful's the life. She who my poor heart possesses. Love arms himself. When first my shepherdess. Through mournful shades. If music be the food of love - 2nd setting. Scarce had the rising sun. Who but a slave. High on a throne. Incassum Lesbia 'The Queen's Epicedium'. When Strephon found. Let us kind Lesbia. Corinna is divinely fair. Olinda in the shades. If music be the food of love - 3rd setting. Lovely Albina. I came I saw. No to what purpose. Young Thyrsis' fate. She loves and she confesses too. From silent shades - 'Bess of Bedlam'. O solitude. If pray'rs and tears. The fatal hour. Sylvia 'tis true you're fair. Amintor heedless of his flocks. Love is now become a trade. Phyllis I can ne'er forgive it. Who can behold? He himself courts his own ruin. Let formal lovers still pursue. Ask me to love no more. In Cloris all soft charms. Spite of the godhead. Pious Celinda. Amintas to my grief. Cupid the slyest rogue. Sawney is a bonny lad. Bacchus is a power divine.
CONDUCTOR:
Robert King
ARTISTS:
Barbara Bonney Eric Gritton
James Bowman Rogers Covey Crump
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