Madrigals of Thomas Morley and John Wilbye. Now is the month of maying ; In dew of roses ; Shoot, false love, I care not ; Miraculous love's wounding! ; Hark, alleluia cheerly ; Arise, get up my dear ; Leave this tormenting ; I go before, my darling ; Say, gentle nymphs ; Good morrow, fair ladies ; April is in my mistress' face ; Though Philomela lost her love ; Hard by a crystal fountain ; Whiter away, so fast ; I follow, lo, the footing ; O grief! ; When lo by break of morning ; Besides a fountain ; Fire! fire! my heart / Thus saith my Cloris bright ; Happy, O happy he, who not affecting ; Ye that do live in pleasures plenty ; Ah, cannot sigh, nor tears, nor aught else move thee ; Stay, Croydon, thou swain ; Draw on, sweet night, best friend unto those cares ; Lady your words do spite me ; As fair as moun, as fresh as May ; Weep, weep, mine eyes, my heart can take no rest

The English Madrigal School. Ho! who comes here? / Cease sorrows now / Mother, I will have a husband / In going to my naked bed / To shorten winter's sadness ; O care, thou wilt despatch me / Of all the birds that I do know / All creatures are now merry-minded / Sweet nymph / Weep O mine eyes / The ape, the monkey and the baboon / Oft have I vowed / Strike it up, tabor / Hope of my heart / Sweet honey-sucking bees / Defiled is my name / On the plains, fairy trains / When griping griefs / All at once well met / Like as the doleful dove / The bitter sweet / Flora gave me fairest flowers / O happy dames / Young cupid hath proclaimed / The happy life (my friends, the thing I smile to see) / Thule, the period of cosmography

The Silver Swan. Silver Swan / Rest, sweet nymphs ; Diaphenia like the daffdowndilly / What is our life / Though Amaryllis dance / Ah! dear heart / This sweet and merry month / Dainty, fine bird / Have I found her ; O softly singing lute ; Amyntas with his Phyllis fair / Retire, my troubled soul ; Upon a bank with roses ; Out from the vale / I smile to see how you devise / Benedicam domino / Lady, when I behold ; Adieu, sweet Amaryllis ; I always beg, yet never am relieved ; Thus love commands that I in vain complain me ; Oft I have vowed how dearly I did love thee ; Come, shepherd, swains, that wont to hear me sing ; Lady Oriana / Fair Oriana sweeming to wink at folly

French and English Madrigal Masterpieces. Allons gay bergeres ; Mignonne, allons voir si la rose / Il est bel et bon / Chant des oiseau / Deploration de Jehan Ockeghem ; Parfons regretz / Nuit froide et sombre / Ce moys de may Bataille de Marignan (aka La Guerre) ; Au joly boys / Mon coeur se recommande a vous / Lullaby, my sweet little baby / Now is the month maying / When David heard that Absalon was slain

Madrigali Amorosi/Itlaian Madrigal Masterpieces. Altri canti di Marte e di sua schiera Nifa che scalza il piede e sciolto il crine -- Lamento della Ninfa Perchè te 'n fuggi, o Fillide? Non partir, ritrosetta -- Su, su, su, pastorelli vezzosi. Cedan l'antiche tue chiare vittorie / Matona mia cara / Scaldava il sol ; Soloe pensoso ; Leggiadre ninfe / Ancho che col partire / Il bianco e dolce cigno

Madrigals of Claudio Monteverdi and Carlo Gesualdo. Incenerite spoglie, avara tomba ; Ditelo, o fiumi, e voi ch'udiste Glauco ; Darà la notte il sol lume alla terra ; Ma te raccoglie, o ninfa, in grembo il cielo ; O choime d'or, neve gentil del seno -- Dunque, amate reliquie, un mar di pianto ; Zefiro torna e'l bel tempo rimena ; Lasciatemi morire ; O Teseo, o teseo mio ; Dove, dov'e la fede ; Ahi che non pur rispondi ; Oimé il bel viso, ohimé il soave sguardo ; Baci soavi e cari ; Ecco mormorar l'onde ; A un giro sol de bell'occhi lucenti ; Non più guerra, pietate ; Sfogava con le stelle ; Beltà poi che t'assenti ; Ecco moriro dunque ... Hai, gia mi disco loro ; Morro lasso al mio duolo.