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Stand Whoso List
04:30
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Stand Whoso List - by Sir Thomas Wyatt
Stand whoso list upon the slipper top
Of court’s estates, and let me here rejoice;
And use me quiet without let or stop,
Unknown in court, that hath such brackish joys:
In hidden place, so let my days forth pass,
That when my years be done, withouten noise,
I may die agèd after the common trace,
For him death gripeth right hard by the crope
That is much known of other; and of himself alas,
Doth die unknown, dazed with dreadful face.
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Whoso List to Hunt, I Know where is an Hind - by Sir Thomas Wyatt
Whoso list to hunt, I know where is an hind,
But as for me, hélas, I may no more.
The vain travail hath wearied me so sore,
I am of them that farthest cometh behind.
Yet may I by no means my wearied mind
Draw from the deer, but as she fleeth afore
Fainting I follow. I leave off therefore,
Sithens in a net I seek to hold the wind.
Who list her hunt, I put him out of doubt,
As well as I may spend his time in vain.
And graven with diamonds in letters plain
There is written, her fair neck round about:
Noli me tangere, for Caesar's I am,
And wild for to hold, though I seem tame.
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What should I say
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What should I say - by Sir Thomas Wyatt
What should I say,
Since faith is dead,
And truth away
From you is fled?
Should I be led
With doubleness?
Nay, nay, mistress!
I promised you,
And you promised me,
To be as true
As I would be.
But since I see
Your double heart,
Farewell my part!
Though for to take
It is not my mind,
But to forsake
[One so unkind]
And as I find,
So will I trust:
Farewell, unjust!
Can ye say nay?
But you said
That I alway
Should be obeyed?
And thus betrayed
Or that I wiste—
Farewell, unkissed.
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They flee from me
06:04
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They flee from me - by Sir Thomas Wyatt
They flee from me that sometime did me seek
With naked foot, stalking in my chamber.
I have seen them gentle, tame, and meek,
That now are wild and do not remember
That sometime they put themself in danger
To take bread at my hand; and now they range,
Busily seeking with a continual change.
Thanked be fortune it hath been otherwise
Twenty times better; but once in special,
In thin array after a pleasant guise,
When her loose gown from her shoulders did fall,
And she me caught in her arms long and small;
Therewithall sweetly did me kiss
And softly said, “Dear heart, how like you this?”
It was no dream: I lay broad waking.
But all is turned thorough my gentleness
Into a strange fashion of forsaking;
And I have leave to go of her goodness,
And she also, to use newfangleness.
But since that I so kindly am served
I would fain know what she hath deserved.
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Southern Cross
04:56
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Dark Dreaming
05:29
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Elysium I
03:28
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Elysium I by Philip Pogson
To travel on the wings of time to some fair place,
And find when comes to pass such beauty and such grace.
The colours of our dreams embrace,
Their once veiled souls now face to face.
The heroes of our world now faded from our view,
In heaven we now see eternities so few.
To judge not is to live anew,
They find their place as we find too.
And now the pain sets in the loss is so acute,
The bravest of us all stand silent and then mute.
To now discern with thoughts astute
Each more resolved to dream through time.
We must be bold to dream, be bold to dream, be bold to dream through time.
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Elysium II
03:58
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Elysium III
02:57
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Elysium III - by Philip Pogson
The cool breeze from the harbour-side,
How I long for the sea.
For its years since I lay in your warm, strong arms,
And an age since I smelled your sweet breath.
Now I’m home-bound to take up my rest.
There is love that will last a while,
There is love that will die.
But the love that we share lives beyond the waves,
And is steeped deep in our native land…
And is steeped deep in our native land…
The cool breeze from the harbour-side,
How I long for the sea!
For its years since I lay in your warm, strong arms,
And an age since I smelled your sweet breath.
Now I’m home-bound to take up my rest.
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Elysium IV
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Elysium IV - by Philip Pogson
Peace and hope, to have found a place of peace and hope;
Any fear is left be-hind, all our fears are left behind.
Open now, all the gates to that great shard of light;
The bright star that never fails, the warm glow that never dies.
Your dreams will always,
Lead the way for-ward.
Peace and hope and;
Finale
Shine out, that great shard of light that never fails.
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At Carna
06:05
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Elysian Fields Sydney, Australia
Elysian Fields is one of the world's rare electric viola da gamba bands. The sextet was founded by gambist, Jenny Eriksson along Matt Keegan, sax, and Matt McMahon, piano. We largely play original music and arrangements written by group members.
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