A1 |
–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 |
A2 |
–Peggy Ashcroft |
When I was fair and youngWritten By – Queen Elizabeth I |
A2 |
–Peggy Ashcroft |
My true love hath my heartWritten By – Sir Philip Sidney |
A3 |
–Richard Johnson |
Were I a kingWritten By – Edward De Vere, Earl of Oxford* |
A4 |
–Peggy Ashcroft |
Love in my bosomWritten By – Thomas Lodge |
A5 |
–John Stride |
Come, live with meWritten By – Christopher Marlowe |
A6 |
–John Stride |
I serve a mistressWritten By – Anthony Munday |
A7 |
–Peggy Ashcroft |
The lowest treesWritten By – Sir Edward Dyer |
A8 |
–Ian Holm |
Adieu, farewell earth's blissWritten By – Thomas Nashe |
A9 |
–Ian Holm |
Go, soul, the body's guest; What is our life; Give me my scallops-shellWritten By – Sir Walter Raleigh |
B1 |
–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* |
B2 |
–John Stride |
From Tom O'Bedlam's SongWritten By – Anon* |
B3 |
–Ian Holm, Peggy Ashcroft |
His golden locks; What thing is love; Hot sun, cool fireWritten By – George Peele |
B4 |
–Peggy Ashcroft |
Come, little babeWritten By – Nicholas Breton |
B5 |
–John Stride |
Diaphenia like the daffadowndilly Written By – Henry Chettle |
B6 |
–Peggy Ashcroft |
Steer hither, steer your winged pinesWritten By – William Browne |
B7 |
–Peggy Ashcroft |
From Nymphidia: lines 81-176Written By – Michael Drayton |
B8 |
–Peggy Ashcroft, Ian Holm |
Call for the robin red breast; All the flowers of the springWritten By – John Webster |
B9 |
–John Stride |
Morality behold and fearWritten By – Anon* |
recorded in association with THE BRITISH COUNCIL and OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESS directed by GEORGE RYLANDS
The cover picture SIR WALTER RALEIGH AND SON (ARTIST UNKNOWN) reproduced by kind permission of the National Portrait Gallery