John Dowland
the lowest trees have tops
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The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat;
The slender hairs cast shadows, through but small,
And bees have stings, although they be not great;
Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs;
And love is love, in beggars and in kings.
Where waters smoothest run, there deepest are the fords,
The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move;
The firmest faith is found in fewest words,
The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love;
True hearts have ears, and eyes, no tongues to speak;
They hear, and see, and sign, and then they break
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- John Dowland The Collected Works (The Consort of Musicke,...
- Faire, Sweet & Cruell: Elizabethan Songs
- Lute Songs
- Lute Songs, Lute Solos
- Ayres & Lute-Lessons (Deller Consort feat. conductor:...
- Classic FM Summer Guitar
- Flow My Tears and Other Lute Songs (feat. counter-tenor:...
- Consort Music and Songs (Rose Consort of Viols feat....
- The Essential Emma Kirkby
- English Folksongs & Lute Songs (Andreas Scholl feat....
- Antiquities (viola: Nobuko Imai, accordion: Mie Miki)
- Lute Songs, Lute Solos (Alfred Deller feat. lute: Robert...
- English Songs: Renaissance to Baroque
- Early Music
- The Complete Vanguard Recordings, Volume 1: Folk Songs...
- Pleasures of Their Company
- Not just Dowland
- Beauty of the Baroque
- Australian InterVarsity Choral Festivals, The First 50 Years
- The Dark Is My Delight and Other 16th-Century Lute Songs