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Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, op. 31: I. Prologue |
Benjamin Britten |
1:21 |
2 |
Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, op. 31: II. Pastoral |
Benjamin Britten |
3:14 |
3 |
Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, op. 31: III. Nocturne |
Benjamin Britten |
3:36 |
4 |
Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, op. 31: IV. Elegy |
Benjamin Britten |
4:09 |
5 |
Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, op. 31: V. Dirge |
Benjamin Britten |
3:21 |
6 |
Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, op. 31: VI. Hymn |
Benjamin Britten |
2:01 |
7 |
Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, op. 31: VII. Sonnet |
Benjamin Britten |
3:43 |
8 |
Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, op. 31: VIII. Epilogue |
Benjamin Britten |
1:39 |
9 |
Nocturne, op. 60: I. On a poet's lips I slept |
Benjamin Britten |
3:09 |
10 |
Nocturne, op. 60: II. Below the thunders of the upper deep |
Benjamin Britten |
2:56 |
11 |
Nocturne, op. 60: III. Encinctured with a twine of leaves |
Benjamin Britten |
2:49 |
12 |
Nocturne, op. 60: IV. Midnight's bell goes ting, ting, ting, ting |
Benjamin Britten |
2:31 |
13 |
Nocturne, op. 60: V. But that night when on my bed I lay |
Benjamin Britten |
2:56 |
14 |
Nocturne, op. 60: VI. She sleeps on soft, last breaths; but no ghost looms |
Benjamin Britten |
4:09 |
15 |
Nocturne, op. 60: VII. What is more gentle than a wind in summer |
Benjamin Britten |
3:41 |
16 |
Nocturne, op. 60: VIII. When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see |
Benjamin Britten |
4:22 |
17 |
Phaedra, op. 63: I. Prologue - In May, in brilliant Athens |
Benjamin Britten |
1:24 |
18 |
Phaedra, op. 63: II. My lost and dazzled eyes |
Benjamin Britten |
1:02 |
19 |
Phaedra, op. 63: III. Venus resigned her altar to my new Lord |
Benjamin Britten |
0:43 |
20 |
Phaedra, op. 63: IV. Phaedra in all her madness stands before you |
Benjamin Britten |
1:42 |
21 |
Phaedra, op. 63: V. The wife of Theseus loves Hippolytus |
Benjamin Britten |
1:28 |
22 |
Phaedra, op. 63: VI. Oh Gods of wrath |
Benjamin Britten |
2:26 |
23 |
Phaedra, op. 63: VII. Death to the unhappy's no catastrophe |
Benjamin Britten |
1:46 |
24 |
Phaedra, op. 63: VIII. My time's too short, your highness |
Benjamin Britten |
1:42 |
25 |
Phaedra, op. 63: IX. Chills already dart along my boiling veins |
Benjamin Britten |
2:38 |