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The Secular solo songs of Henry Purcell. 1
Edité par Hyperion - paru en 1994
Whilst Cynthia sung, all angry winds lay still. How I sigh when I think of the charms of my swain. Ye happy swains, whose nymphs are kind. Beware, poor shepherds. See how the fading glories of the year. Cease, anxious world, your fruitless pain. O ! fair Cedaria, hide those eyes. Draw near, you lovers. While Thirsis, wrapp'd in downy sleep. Love, thou canst hear, tho' thou art blind. I loved fair Celia. What hope for us remains now he is gone ? 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. Amidst the shades and cool refreshing streams. They say you're angry. Let each gallant heart. This poet sings the Trojan wars (Anacreon's Defeat). Ah, how pleasant 'tis to love. My heart, whenever you appear. On the brow of Richmond Hill. Rashly I swore I would disown. Since the pox or the plague. Beneath a dark and melancholy grove. Musing on cares of human fate.