Sir Michael Tippett: Songs for Ariel
(Shakespeare - The Tempest)
(Recital, Track 9)
| Come unto these yellow sands, Then take hands: Curtsied when you have and kissed, The wild waves whist: Foot it featly here and there; And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear. [ Hark, hark! Bow-wow. The watch dogs bark; Bow-wow. Hark, hark! I hear the strain of strutting chanticleer Cry, Cock-a-diddle dow. ] ------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
| Full fathom five thy father lies, Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Hark! now I hear them, - ding-dong bell. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
| Where the bee sucks there suck I: In a cow-slip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On a bat's back I do fly after summer merrily, Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
Text from CD insert.