The Third Booke of Songes or Aires - In darknesse let mee dwell
Interne Referenz:
GKM-00213
Bearbeiter:
Werner J. Wolff
Besetzung:
Singst Git
Epochen:
Renaissance ca. 1400 - 1600, Barock ca. 1600 - 1750
Gattung:
Vokalmusik
Komponist:
DOWLAND John
Herausgeber:
SCHEIT Karl
Verlag:
Doblinger
Verlagsnummer:
GKM 213
ISMN:
9790012186373
DOB_Sparte:
Gesang und Gitarre
Epoche:
Bar, Ren
Ausgabeformat:
4
Titel | Komponist | Interpret | Bearbeiter | Texter | Besetzung |
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Farre from triumphing Court (Suppl.) | Singst Git | ||||
Lady if you so spight me (Suppl.) | Singst Git | ||||
In darkness let mee dwell | Singst Git | ||||
An heart thats broken and contrite (full score) (Suppl.) | Singst Git | ||||
An heart thats broken and contrite (voice and guitar) (Suppl.) | Singst Git | ||||
Humor say what makst thou heere (full score) (Suppl.) | Singst Git | ||||
Humor say what makst thou heere (voice and guitar) (Suppl.) | Singst Git | ||||
Come when I call, or tarrie till I come (full score) (Suppl.) | Singst Git | ||||
Come when I call, or tarrie till I come (2 voices and guitar) (Suppl.) | Singst Git | ||||
My Lord Chamberlaine his Galliard (Suppl.) | Singst Git | ||||
Dowllands adew for Master Oliver Cromwell (Suppl.) | Singst Git | ||||
Syr Robert Sidney his Galliard (Suppl.) | Singst Git | ||||
Farewell too faire | Singst Git | ||||
Time stands still | Singst Git | ||||
Behold a wonder heere | Singst Git | ||||
Daphne was not so chaste as she was changing | Singst Git | ||||
Me me and none but me | Singst Git | ||||
When Phoebus first did Daphne love | Singst Git | ||||
Say love if ever thou didst finde | Singst Git | ||||
Flow not so fast ye fountaines | Singst Git | ||||
What if I never speede | Singst Git | ||||
Love stood amaz'd at sweet beauties paine | Singst Git | ||||
Lend your eares to my sorrow good people | Singst Git | ||||
By a fountaine where I lay | Singst Git | ||||
Oh what hath overwrought my all amazed thought | Singst Git | ||||
Farewell unkind farewell | Singst Git | ||||
Weepe you no more sad fountaines | Singst Git | ||||
Fie on this faining, is love without desire | Singst Git | ||||
I must complaine, yet doe enjoy | Singst Git | ||||
It was a time when silly Beew could speake | Singst Git | ||||
The lowest trees have tops | Singst Git | ||||
What poore Astronomers are they | Singst Git |