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楽譜

楽譜
Purcell ; realization of the figured bass and editing by Sergius Kagen
出版情報: New York : International Music Co., c1958
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v. 1. We sing to him
Music for a while
Ah! how pleasant 'tis to love
Thrice happy lovers
Sweeter than roses
What can we poor females do
Fairest isle
If music be the food of love : 3rd version
If music be the food of love : 1st version
I saw that you were grown so high
v. 2. From rosy bowers
Ah, Belinda, I am prest
Thy hand, Belinda! When I am laid in earth
What shall I do
Your awful voice
More love and more disdain
Since from my dear
Man is for the woman made
The knotting song
The Blessed Virgin's expostulation
v. 3. The fatal hour
I'll sail upon the Dog Star
Silvia, now your scorn
'Tis nature's voice
Bess of Bedlam
Cease, o my sad soul
Strike the viol
Lord, what is man
Sound the trumpet
Hark! The ech'ing air
v. 4. Not all my torments
O, lead me to some peaceful gloom
Sweet, be no longer sad
I attempt from love's sickness to fly
An evening hymn
There's not a swain on the plain
Nymphs and shepherds
Hark! how all things
Come all ye songsters
The queen's epicedium
v. 1. We sing to him
Music for a while
Ah! how pleasant 'tis to love
2.

楽譜

楽譜
Purcell ; realization of the figured bass and editing by Sergius Kagen
出版情報: New York : International Music, c1958-c1959
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Vol. 1. We sing to him
Music for a while
Ah! how pleasant 'tis to love
Thrice happy lovers
Sweeter than roses
What can we poor females do
Fairest isle
If music be the food of love (3rd version)
If music be the food of love (1st version)
I saw that you were grown so high
Vol. 2. From rosy bowers
Ah, Belinda, I am prest
Thy hand, Belinda! When I am laid in Earth
What shall I do
Your awful voice
More love and more disdain
Since from my dear
Man is for the woman made
The knotting song
The blessed virgin's expostulation
Vol. 3. The fatal hour
I'll sail upon the dog star
Silvia, now your scorn
'Tis nature's voice
Bess of Bedlam
Cease, o my sad soul
Strike the viol
Lord, what is man
Sound the trumpet
Hark! The ech'ing air
Vol. 4. Not all my torments
O, lead me to some peaceful gloom
Sweet, be no longer sad
I attempt from Love's sickness to fly
An evening hymn
There's not a swain on the plain
Nymphs and shepherds
Hark! how all things.
Come all ye songsters
The queen's epicedium
Vol. 1. We sing to him
Music for a while
Ah! how pleasant 'tis to love