
Peggy Ashcroft, Ian Holm, Richard Johnson , John Stride - Elizabethan and Jacobean Lyrics flac
Performer: Peggy Ashcroft, Ian Holm, Richard Johnson , John StrideTitle: Elizabethan and Jacobean Lyrics
Style: Audiobook, Poetry
Released: 1966
Cat#: RG 484
Country: UK
Label: Argo
Size MP3 version: 2878 mb
Size FLAC version: 2174 mb
Size WMA version: 2257 mb
Rating: 4.3
Votes: 524
Genre: Audiofiles
Peggy Ashcroft, Ian Holm, Richard Johnson , John Stride - Elizabethan and Jacobean Lyrics flac
Tracklist
| 1 | –John Stride | Come, live with meWritten By – Christopher Marlowe |
| 2 | –Peggy Ashcroft | Love in my bosomWritten By – Thomas Lodge |
| 3 | –Richard Johnson | Were I a kingWritten By – Edward De Vere, Earl of Oxford |
| 4 | –Peggy Ashcroft | The lowest treesWritten By – Sir Edward Dyer |
| 5 | –Peggy Ashcroft | Come, little babeWritten By – Nicholas Breton |
| 6 | –Peggy Ashcroft | From Nymphidia: lines 81-176Written By – Michael Drayton |
| 7 | –Peggy Ashcroft | When I was fair and youngWritten By – Queen Elizabeth I |
| 8 | –John Stride | I serve a mistressWritten By – Anthony Munday |
| 9 | –John Stride | From Tom O'Bedlam's SongWritten By – Anon |
| 10 | –Ian Holm | Adieu, farewell earth's blissWritten By – Thomas Nashe |
| 11 | –Peggy Ashcroft | My true love hath my heartWritten By – Sir Philip Sidney |
| 12 | –John Stride | Morality behold and fearWritten By – Anon |
| 13 | –Peggy Ashcroft, Ian Holm | Call for the robin red breast; All the flowers of the springWritten By – John Webster |
| 14 | –Ian Holm | Go, soul, the body's guest; What is our life; Give me my scallops-shellWritten By – Sir Walter Raleigh |
| 15 | –Peggy Ashcroft, John Stride | Thule, the period of cosmography; Do not, O of not prize thy beauty; I saw my lady weep; Weep you no more, sad fountains; My love in her attireWritten By – Anon |
| 16 | –Ian Holm, Peggy Ashcroft | His golden locks; What thing is love; Hot sun, cool fireWritten By – George Peele |
| 17 | –John Stride | Diaphenia like the daffadowndilly Written By – Henry Chettle |
| 18 | –Richard Johnson | What should I say; And wilt thou leave me thus; They flee from me; Is it possible; Forget not yetWritten By – Sir Thomas Wyatt |
| 19 | –Peggy Ashcroft | Steer hither, steer your winged pinesWritten By – William Browne |







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