Dowland – The First Booke of Songs or Ayres
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Label: BIS
Cat No: BISCD430
Format: CD
Number of Discs: 1
Genre: Vocal/Choral
Contents
Works
DowlandAwake sweet love thou art returnd
Dowland
Thinkst thou then by the fayning?
Dowland
Can she excuse my wrongs with vertues cloake
Dowland
Goe crystall teares
Dowland
My thoughts are wingd with hopes
Dowland
Come heavy sleepe
Dowland
His golden locks time has to silver turnd
Dowland
Come away, come sweet love
Dowland
If my complaints could passions move
Dowland
All ye whom love or fortune hath betrayed
Dowland
Who ever thinkes or hopes of love for love
Dowland
Away with these self-loving lads
Dowland
Now, O now I needs must part
Dowland
Come again: Sweet love doth now invite
Dowland
Sleep wayward thoughts
Dowland
Deare if you change lie never chuse againe
Dowland
Unquiet thoughts
Dowland
Would my conciet that first enforst my woe
Dowland
Wilt thou, unkind, thus reave me of my heart?
Dowland
Burst forth, my teares
Dowland
Rest a while you cruell cares
Artists
Rogers Covey-crumpJakob Lindberg
Works
DowlandAwake sweet love thou art returnd
Dowland
Thinkst thou then by the fayning?
Dowland
Can she excuse my wrongs with vertues cloake
Dowland
Goe crystall teares
Dowland
My thoughts are wingd with hopes
Dowland
Come heavy sleepe
Dowland
His golden locks time has to silver turnd
Dowland
Come away, come sweet love
Dowland
If my complaints could passions move
Dowland
All ye whom love or fortune hath betrayed
Dowland
Who ever thinkes or hopes of love for love
Dowland
Away with these self-loving lads
Dowland
Now, O now I needs must part
Dowland
Come again: Sweet love doth now invite
Dowland
Sleep wayward thoughts
Dowland
Deare if you change lie never chuse againe
Dowland
Unquiet thoughts
Dowland
Would my conciet that first enforst my woe
Dowland
Wilt thou, unkind, thus reave me of my heart?
Dowland
Burst forth, my teares
Dowland
Rest a while you cruell cares
Artists
Rogers Covey-crumpJakob Lindberg
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