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1. |
| 3:32 | ||||
2. |
| 4:39 | ||||
Tempo non mi parea da far riparo
contra colpi d'Amor: pero m'andai secur, senza sospetto; onde i miei guai nel commune dolor s'incominciaro. Era il giorno ch'al sol si scoloraro per la pieta del suo factore i rai, quando i' fui preso, et non me ne guardai, che i be' vostr'occhi, donna, mi legaro. Trovommi Amor del tutto disarmato et aperta la via per gli occhi al core, che di lagrime son fatti uscio et varco: pero al mio parer non li fu honore ferir me de saetta in quello stato, a voi armata non mostrar pur l'arco. |
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3. |
| 3:20 | ||||
4. |
| 1:36 | ||||
5. |
| 3:39 | ||||
I must go walk the wood so wild
And wander here and there In dred and deadly fere For where I trusted I am begeld And all for love of one Thus am I banished from my bliss By craft and false pretence As one from joy were fledde As from my lief day by day I flee And all for love of one My bed shall be the greenwood tree The running stremes my drinke And acorns be my food When of your beauty I do think And all for love of one |
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6. |
| 3:28 | ||||
O thou pale orb that silent shines
While care-untroubled mortals sleep Thou seest a wretch who inly pines And wanders here to wail and weep With woe I nightly vigils keep Beneath thy wan, unwarming beam And mourn, in lamentation deep How life and love are all a dream O thou bright queen, who o'er th'expanse Now highest reign'st, with boundless sway Oft has thy silent-marking glance Observ'd us, fondly-wand'ring, stray The time, unheeded, sped away While love's luxurious pulse beat high Beneath thy silver-gleaming ray To mark the mutual-kindling eye |
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7. |
| 3:27 | ||||
8. |
| 3:59 | ||||
kilmeny kilmeny where have you been?
lang hae we sought baith holt and dean by burn by ford by greenwood tree yet you are halesome and fair to see kilmeny look'd up wi' lovely grace but nae smile was seen on kilmeny's face as still was her look and as still was her e'e as the stillness that lay on the emerant lea or the mist that sleeps on a waveless sea kilmeny had been where the cock never crew where the rain never fell and the wind never blew but it seemed as the harp of the sky had rung and the airs of heaven played round her tongue when she spoke of the lovely forms she had seen and a land where sin had never been a land of love and a land of light withouten sun or moon or night where the river swa'd a living stream and the light a pure and cloudless beam the land of vision it would seem a still an everlasting dream |
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9. |
| 2:56 | ||||
10. |
| 2:15 | ||||
11. |
| 0:52 | ||||
12. |
| 3:45 | ||||
13. |
| 4:24 | ||||
What gar's ye pu' the rose Janet
What gars ye break the tree I'll come and go by carter haugh And ask me leave of thee. He's ta'en her by the milk white hand And by the grass green sleeve He's led her to the fairy ground And spierd at her nae leave A word I winna lie Janet The truth to thee I'll tell My father was a noble knight And loved hunting well And on a cold and frosty day Down from my horse I fell The queen of fairies she caught me In yon green hill to dwell And at the end of seven years We pay a tiend to hell I am sae fair and fu'of flesh I'm feared it be myself This night is Hallwe'en Janet When fairy folk moun ride And they that would their truelove win At miles cross they must bide So gloomy gloomy was the night And eiry was the way As Janet in her mantle green To miles Cross she did gae And then upspoke the Fairy Queen Tam Lin if I had know I would have pulled out both your eyes To give you eyes of stone |
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14. |
| 3:24 | ||||
Are you going to Scarborough Fayre?
Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme Remember me to one who lives there He was once a true love of mine Have him find me an acre of land Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme Between the sea and oe'r the sand Then he'll be a true love of mine Love imposes impossible tasks Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme Although not more than any heart asks And I must know he's a true love of mine Have you been to Scarborough Fayre? Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme Remember me to one who lives there He was once a true love of mine |
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15. |
| 3:20 | ||||
Come my swete, come my flour
Come my culver, myn owne bour Come my moder, now with me For hevyn quene I make thee My swete sone withal my love I come with thee to thin above Where thou art now let me be For all my love is layde on thee |
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16. |
| 3:43 | ||||
17. |
| 4:08 | ||||
18. |
| 2:20 | ||||