Benjamin Britten
Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings / Nocturne / Phaedra Lyrics
Disc 1
- Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, Op. 31: I. Prologue
- Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, Op. 31: II. Pastoral
- Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, Op. 31: III. Nocturne
- Serenade for Tenor, Horn, and Strings, Op. 31: IV. Elegy
- Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, Op. 31: V. Dirge
- Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, Op. 31: VI. Hymn
- Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, Op. 31: VII. Sonnet
- Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings, Op. 31: VIII. Epilogue
- Nocturne, Op. 60: I. On a poet's lips I slept
- Nocturne, Op. 60: II. Below the thunders of the upper deep
- Nocturne, Op. 60: III. Encinctured with a twine of leaves
- Nocturne, Op. 60: IV. Midnight's bell goes ting, ting, ting, ting
- Nocturne, Op. 60: V. But that night when on my bed I lay
- Nocturne, Op. 60: VI. She sleeps on soft, last breaths; but no ghost looms
- Nocturne, Op. 60: VII. What is more gentle than a wind in summer
- Nocturne, Op. 60: VIII. When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see
- Phaedra, Op. 63: I. Prologue - In May, in brilliant Athens
- Phaedra, Op. 63: II. My lost and dazzled eyes
- Phaedra, Op. 63: III. Venus resigned her altar to my new Lord
- Phaedra, Op. 63: IV. Phaedra in all her madness stands before you
- Phaedra, Op. 63: V. The wife of Theseus loves Hippolytus
- Phaedra, Op. 63: VI. Oh Gods of wrath
- Phaedra, Op. 63: VII. Death to the unhappy's no catastrophe
- Phaedra, Op. 63: VIII. My time's too short, your highness
- Phaedra, Op. 63: IX. Chills already dart along my boiling veins