| Benjamin Britten: The Purcell Collection: Realizations by Benjamin Britten; 50 Songs High Voice Contributor(s): Purcell, Henry (Composer), Britten, Benjamin (Other), Walters, Richard (Editor) |
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ISBN: 142342252X ISBN-13: 9781423422525 Publisher: Boosey & Hawkes Inc OUR PRICE: $29.74 Product Type: Paperback Published: June 2008 |
| Additional Information |
| BISAC Categories: - Music | Genres & Styles - Classical - Music | Instruction & Study - Voice |
| Physical Information: 0.65" H x 9.13" W x 11.9" (1.96 lbs) 248 pages |
| Descriptions, Reviews, Etc. |
| Publisher Description: (Boosey & Hawkes Voice). Most of Britten's rich Purcell realizations had previously been out fo print for some years. This new edition, with new music engravings and extensive historical notes, includes 9 songs from Harmonia Sacra, 24 solos songs and 6 duets from Orpheus Britannicus, and selections from Dido and Aeneas and The Fairy Queen. Contents: Ah Belinda, I am prest with torment * Alleluia * The Blessed Virgin's Expostulation * But ere we this perform * Come away, fellow sailors * Dialogue of Corydon and Mopsa * Evening Hymn * Fairest Isle * Fear no danger to ensue * Hark the ech'ing air * How blest are shepherds * I attempt from love's sickness to fly * I spy Celia * I take no pleasure * I'll sail upon the Dog-star * If music be the food of love (1st version) * If music be the food of love(3rd version) * In the black dismal dungeon of despair * Job's Curse * Let sullen discord smile * Lord, what is man * Lost is my quiet * Mad Bess * Man is for the woman made * A Morning Hymn * Music for a while * No, resistance is but vain * Not all my torments * Oft she visits this lov'd mountain * On the brow of Richmond Hill * Pious Celinda * Pursue thy conquest, love * The Queen's Epicedium * Saul and the Witch at Endor * Shake the cloud from off your brow * Shepherd, leave decoying * So when the glittering queen of Night * Sound Fame thy brazen trumpet * Sound the trumpet * Sweeter than roses * Take not a woman's anger ill * Thanks to these lonesome vales * There's not a swain of the plain * Thou tun'st this world * 'Tis holiday * Turn then thine eyes * We sing to him * What can we poor females do? * When I am Laid in earth * Why should men quarrel? |