Anna Russell & David Rae Smith
Dittersdorf: Arcifanfano, King of Fools Lyrics
Disc 1
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Overture
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Chorus. We've traveled far
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Recitative. Approach! What is your name, Sir?
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Aria. With a sword that is sterner than Moses
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Recitative. Unhappy oddling
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Aria. My fair skin, my bare skin
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Recitative. Was ever there insanity
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Aria. Snugly hidden safe from prying
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Recitative. Madness beyond all measure
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Aria. When the purse is clinking
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Recitative. Then, like a vapor
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Aria. O look so woeful
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Recitative. Such as she seems to be frigid
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Aria. Let's sing, Let's all be jolly
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Recitative. For all types of confusion
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 1. Aria. The Fierce One lives only for the slaughter
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Recitative. I beg you to stop
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Aria. We praise the sun for beauty
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Recitative. Bumpkin, coarse-grained
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Aria. If you will love me, I will love you
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Recitative. No, they cannot persuade me!
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Aria. Lovely Ladies, you enjoying
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Recitative. Where's my lover, sweetheart
Disc 2
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Aria. Sordidone, be a bunny
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Recitative. Are you hiding?
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Duet. See comely Phyllis wander
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Recitative. Don't come near me
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Aria. The high and mighty lion
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Recitative. Quiet at last
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Duet. Semplicina, do you hear me?
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Quartet. Even more bitter shall be my raging
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Recitative. What now? What new forms of madness?
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 2. Chorus. Long live King Arcifanfano
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Aria. Earth, our dearest, good and nearest
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Aria. That his sowing yield a growing
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Recitative. What has the fool committed
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Aria. Ask of beauty; she will answer
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Recitative. Hop and stop it!
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Recitative. What's unleashed these dreadful roars?
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Aria. I'm simple and I'm candid
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Recitative. What mischief and load this purse is!
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Aria. Goddess bright as morning
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Recitative. Mother always used to tell me
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Aria. What a lot I need what I need lots of!
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Recitative. May he not come to harm
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Aria. There's a devil in a ducat
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Recitative. Gather, o subjects, about us
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Chorus. With curiosity all aflame
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Recitative. Quiet, please, we implore you!
- L'Arcifanfano, Re De' Matti, opera: Act 3. Chorus. The wise and the mad have got one word for their dwelling
