Текст песни Now sleeps the crimson petal, Op.3 No. 2 - Julius Drake feat. Ian Bostridge
Now
sleeps
the
crimson
petal,
now
the
white;
Nor
waves
the
cypress
in
the
palace
walk;
Nor
winks
the
gold
fin
in
the
porphyry
font.
The
firefly
wakens;
waken
thou
with
me.
Now
folds
the
lily
all
her
sweetness
up,
And
slips
into
the
bosom
of
the
lake.
So
fold
thyself,
my
dearest,
thou,
and
slip
Into
my
bosom
and
be
lost
in
me.
1 La Belle Dame sans Merci
2 Sleep
3 I Will Go With My Father A-Ploughing
4 The Cloths of Heaven
5 To Gratiana Dancing and Singing
6 To Lucasta, on Going to the Wars
7 Twilight Fancies
8 Orpheus with his Lute
9 Jillian of Berry
10 Cradle Song
11 The dance continued
12 Linden Lea
13 Silent Noon (No. 2 of The House of Life)
14 My love's an arbutus (Old Irish air)
15 The Death of Queen Jane
16 No longer mourn for me
17 Since we loved, Op.13 No. 7
18 The Salley Gardens
19 Rest, sweet nymphs
20 Come away, death, Op.6 No. 1
21 Now sleeps the crimson petal, Op.3 No. 2
22 Bold William Taylor
23 The Little Turtle Dove
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