PURCELL: Ground. Tell me, some pitying angel. Music for a while. The fatal hour comes on apace. Thou wakeful shepherd. Now that the sun has veiled his light (Review by Michael Ullman)
PURCELL: The cares of lovers. Sweeter than roses. From silent shades. Retir’d from mortal’s sight. Celia has a thousand charms. Dear pretty youth. A Ground in Gamut. If music be the food of love. O solitude, my sweetest choice. Hears not my Phillis. O lead me not to some peaceful gloom. She loves and she confesses too (Review by Michael Ullman)
VAUGHAN WILLIAMS: Symphonies No. 7, “Sinfonia Antartica”; No. 9 (Review by Steven Kruger)
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