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LUTE SONGS
Thomas CAMPION
Steven RICKARDS - Dorothy LINELL
- Ref. AC0925
- NAXOS, 1999. Enregistrement 1996.
Interprètes
- Steven RICKARDS : Contre-ténor
- Dorothy LINELL : Luth
Œuvres
- Come let us sound with melodie the praises, à 1 voix
- Tune thy musicke to thy hart, à 4 voix
- Come you pretty false-ey'd wanton, à 3 voix
- There is none, O none but you, à 3 voix
- Sweet exclude me not nor be divided, à 3 voix
- I care not for these ladies, à 1 voix
- Though you are yoong and I am olde, à 1 voix
- Fire, fire, fire, fire loe I burne, à 1 voix
- Philip ROSSETER : What then is love but mourning?
- Shall I come sweet love to thee
- Beauty since you so much desire, à 1 voix
- What is it that all men possesse, among themselves conversing?, à 1 voix
- The Sypres curten of the night is spread, à 1 voix
- Jacke and Jone they thinke no ill, à 3 voix
- It fell on a sommers daie, à 1 voix
- When to her lute Corrina sings, à 1 voix
- My sweetest Lesbia, let us live and love, à 1 voix
- Her rosie cheekes, her ever smiling eyes, à 3 voix
- Faire if you expect admiring, à 1 voix
- There is a garden in her face, à 1 voix
- Author of light, revive my dying spright, à 4 voix
- Never weather-beaten saile more willing bent to shore, à 4 voix
- Most sweet and pleasing are thy waes O God, à 4 voix
- To musicke bent is my retyred minde, à 4 voix
- Thou joy'st fond boy, to be by many loved, à 1 voix
- Turne all thy thoughts to eyes, à 1 voix
- Vayle love mine eyes, O hide from me, à 1 voix
- ANONYME : Miserere my maker
Pistes
- 1 Come let us sound with melody
- 2 Tune thy musicke to thy hart
- 3 Come you pretty false-ey'd wanton
- 4 There is none, O none but you
- 5 Sweet exclude mee not
- 6 I care not for these Ladies
- 7 Though you are yoong and I am olde
- 8 Fire, fire, fire, fire loe here I burne
- 9 What then is love but mourning?
- 10 Shall I come, sweet love, to thee?
- 11 Beauty, since you so much desire
- 12 What is it that all men possesse, among themselves conversing?
- 13 The sypres curten of the night is spread
- 14 Jacke and Jone they think no ill
- 15 It fell on a sommers daie
- 16 When to her lute Corinna sings
- 17 My sweetest Lesbia, let us live and love
- 18 Her rosie cheekes, her ever smiling eyes
- 19 Faire, if you expect admiring
- 20 There is a garden in her face
- 21 Author of light, revive my dying spright
- 22 Bookes of Ayres, Book 2: Never Weather-beaten Saile More Willing Bent to Shore
- 23 Most sweet and pleasing are thy wayes o God
- 24 To musicke bent is my retyred minde
- 25 Thou joy'st fond boy, to be by many loved
- 26 Turne all thy thoughts to eyes
- 27 Vayle love mine eyes, O hide from me
- 28 Miserere, my Maker