Tomkins: It is my well-beloved's voice |
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Tomkins: | Music divine, proceeding from above To the shady woods now wend we O let me live for true love See, see the shepherds' Queen Phyllis, yet see him dying When I observe those beauty's wonderments Too much I once lamented Fond men that do so highly prize Oyez! Has any found a lad? Weep no more, thou sorry Boy Oft did I marle how in thine eyes Adieu, ye city-prisoning towers! Our hasty life away doth post Come, shepherds, sing with me How great delight from those sweet lips I taste No more I will thy love importune Phyllis, now cease to move me Sure, there is no god of Love! Fusca, in thy starry eyes Cloris, when as I woo Woe is me that I am constrained Turn unto the Lord our God It is my well-beloved's voice When David Heard Love, cease tormenting Was ever wretch tormented |
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| |  | Canticum CanticorumSongs of Love by Old Masters
Michael Tausch (organ) Vokalensemble Cantos, Wurzburg Consort, Johannes Rahe | | | Usually despatched in 2 - 3 working days. |
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| |  | Thomas Tomkins: Songs of 4, 5 & 6 Parts
Tomkins: | The Fauns and Satyrs tripping Phyllis, now cease to move me Phyllis, yet see him dying Come, shepherds, sing with me To the shady woods now wend we See, see the shepherds' Queen O let me live for true love O let me die for true love Oyez! Has any found a lad? Weep no more, thou sorry Boy Yet again, as soon revived Was ever wretch tormented Music divine, proceeding from above It is my well-beloved's voice Cloris, when as I woo Too much I once lamented Woe is me that I am constrained Turn unto the Lord our God When David Heard Adieu, ye city-prisoning towers! Fusca, in thy starry eyes When I observe those beauty's wonderments Oft did I marle how in thine eyes |
Tomkins Vocal Ensemble (Budapest), János Dobra | | | Usually despatched in 4 - 5 working days. |
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