Texts to Art Songs and Choral Works by O. Gibbons

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Song Cycles, Collections, Symphonies, etc.:

• First Set of Madrigals
• no. ?. I weigh not Fortune's frown nor smile (Text: Anonymous)
• no. 10-11. Fair Ladies that to Love captived are (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• no. 2. O that the learned Poets of our time (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• no. 12. Now each flowery bank of May (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• no. 13. Lais now old, that erst attempting Lass (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• no. 15. Ah, dear heart, why do you rise? (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• no. 16. Fair is the Rose, yet fades with heat or cold (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• no. 17-19. Nay let me weep, though others’ tears be spent (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• no. 20. Trust not too much, fair youth, unto thy feature (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• no. 7-8. How art thou thrall’d, O poor despised creature? (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• no. 9. Dainty fine Bird, that art incaged there (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• no. 14. What is our life? (Text: Walter Raleigh, Sir)

All titles of vocal settings in Alphabetic order

• Ah, dear heart, why do you rise? (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• Dainty fine Bird, that art incaged there (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• Fair is the Rose, yet fades with heat or cold (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• Fair Ladies that to Love captived are (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• How art thou thrall’d, O poor despised creature? (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• I weigh not Fortune's frown nor smile (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Anonymous)
• Lais now old, that erst attempting Lass (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• Nay let me weep, though others’ tears be spent (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• Now each flowery bank of May (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• O Lord how do my woes increase (Text: William Leighton, Sir) [x]
• O Lord I lift my heart to thee (Text: William Leighton, Sir) [x]
• O that the learned Poets of our time (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• The silver swan (Text: Anonymous) FRE GER
• Trust not too much, fair youth, unto thy feature (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Christopher Hatton, Sir)
• What is our life? (in First Set of Madrigals) (Text: Walter Raleigh, Sir)

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