Henry Purcell: Dido & Aeneas

Dido & Aeneas
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    • Künstler: Kolassi, Hadour, Vivarelli, Cuenod, Pifteau, Benoit L'Orchestre de la Suisse Romande, Pierre Capdevielle
    • Label: Cascavelle, ADD, 1951
    • Bestellnummer: 5507334
    • Erscheinungstermin: 4.3.2009
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    Dido and Aeneas Z 626 (Oper in 3 Akten) (Gesamtaufnahme)
    1. 1 Ouvertüre
    2. 2 Shake the cloud from off your brow (1. Akt)
    3. 3 Ah Belinda, I am press'd with torments
    4. 4 Grief increase by concealing - When monarchs unite, how happy their state - When could so much virtue spring
    5. 5 Fear no danger to ensue, the hero loves as well as you
    6. 6 See, your royal guest appears - Cupid only throws the dart - If not for mine, for empire's sake - Pursue thy conquest
    7. 7 The Triumphing Dance
    8. 8 Prelude for the Witches: Wayward sisters, you that fright the lonely traveller by night - Harm's our delight (2. Akt)
    9. 9 In our deep-vaulted cell, the charm we'll prepare - Echo dance of furies
    10. 10 Ritornelle - Thanks to these lonesome vales, these desert hills and dales
    11. 11 Oft she visits this lov'd mountain
    12. 12 Behold, upon my bending spear - Haste, haste to town
    13. 13 Stay, Prince, and hear great Jove's command
    14. 14 Come away, fellow sailors - The sailor's dance (3. Akt)
    15. 15 See the flags and streamers curling - Our next motion must be to storm - Destruction's our delight - The witches' dance
    16. 16 Your counsel all is urg'd in vain - Great minds against themselves conspire
    17. 17 Thy hand, Belinda, darkness shades me - When I am lead in earth - With drooping wings ye Cupids come