Code: B616

English Lute Songs Book 1 (Compiled by Michael Pilkington) SBB616

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Singing AB : 4 - 6 [ends: 2018] The two books contain some 100 songs chosen from the definitive collections of The English Lutenists begun by Edmund Fellowes, revised by Thurston Dart and added to by later scholars. They include many favourites and many lesser-known songs by popular composers such as Dowland, Campion and Pilkington (no known ancestor of the compiler) as well as some unjustly forgotten such as Corkine, Attey and Ferrabosco. Nearly all are for middle-range voice, with lute parts transcribed in staff notation. The books have an appropriate preface and a commentary on the words, which often throw a penetrating light on Elizabethan and Jacobean life. CONTENTS ANONYMOUS As at noon Dulcina rested Sweet, stay awhile! JOHN ATTEY On a time the amorous Silvy JOHN BARTLET A pretty duck there was O Lord, thy faithfulness What thing is love? When from my love THOMAS CAMPION A secret love or two Author of light Beauty, since you so much desire Come you pretty false-eyed wanton Follow thy fair sun Follow your saint I must complain If love loves truth If thou longst so much It fell on a summers day Love me or not My sweetest Lesbia Never love unless you can O what unhoped for sweet supply! Oft have I sighd The cypress curtain of the night The peaceful western wind There is a garden in her face Vain men, whose follies Veil, love, mine eyes When to her lute Corinna sings Your fair looks MICHAEL CAVENDISH Love is not blind Stay, Glycia, stay! The heart to rue Wanton, come hither! WILLIAM CORKINE He that hath no mistress Sweet Cupid Sweet, let me go! JOHN DANYEL Dost thou withdraw thy grace? I die whenas I do not see Like as the lute delights Why canst thou not? ALFONSO FERRABOSCO II Drown not with tears Fain I would Like hermit poor Unconstant love Young and simple though I am THOMAS FORD Fair sweet cruel Not full twelve years Now I see thy looks were feigned Since first I saw your face Unto the temple of thy beauty RICHARD GREAVES Ye bubbling springs ROBERT JOHNSON Dear do not your fair beauty wrong
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