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CAMPION: Lute Songs |
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Campion, Thomas
Come let us sound with melodie the praises
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Come let us sound with melodie the praises
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Tune thy musicke to thy hart
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Tune thy musicke to thy hart
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Come you pretty false-ey'd wanton
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Come you pretty false - ey'd wanton
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There is none, O none but you
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There is none, O none but you
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Sweet exclude me not nor be divided
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Sweet exclude me not nor be divided
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I care not for these ladies
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I care not for these ladies
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Though you are yoong and I am olde
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Though you are yoong and I am olde
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Fire, fire, fire, fire loe here I burne
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Fire, fire, fire, fire loe here I burne
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What then is love but mourning (Music: Philip Rosseter)
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What then is love but mourning
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Campion, Thomas
Campion, Thomas, lyricist(s)
Shall I come sweet love to thee
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Shall I come sweet love to thee
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Campion, Thomas
Beauty since you so much desire
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Beauty since you so much desire
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What is it that all men possesse, among themselves conversing
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What is it that all men possesse, among themselves conversing
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The sypres curten of the night is spread
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The sypres curten of the night is spread
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Jacke and Jone they thinke no ill
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Jacke and Jone they thinke no ill
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Campion, Thomas
Campion, Thomas, lyricist(s)
It fell on a sommers daie
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It fell on a sommers daie
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Campion, Thomas
When to her lute Corrina sings
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When to her lute Corrina sings
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My sweetest Lesbia, let us live and love
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My sweetest Lesbia, let us live and love
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Her rosie cheekes, her ever smiling eyes
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Her rosie cheekes, her ever smiling eyes
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Faire if you expect admiring
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Faire if you expect admiring
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There is a garden in her face
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There is a garden in her face
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Author of light, revive my dying spright
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Author of light, revive my dying spright
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Never weather-beaten saile more willing bent to shore
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Never weather - beaten saile more willing bent to shore
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Most sweet and pleasing are thy wayes O God
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Most sweet and pleasing are thy wayes O God
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To musicke bent is my retyred minde
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To musicke bent is my retyred minde
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Thou joy’st fond boy, to be by many loved
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Thou joy’st fond boy, to be by many loved
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Turne all thy thoughts to eyes
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Turne all thy thoughts to eyes
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Vayle love mine eyes, O hide from me
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Vayle love mine eyes, O hide from me
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Miserere my Maker
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Miserere my Maker
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Total Playing Time: 01:12:50 |
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