Bow Thine Ear: Bow Thine Ear
Britten: Nocturne, Op. 60: I. On a poet's lips I slept
Britten: Nocturne, Op. 60: II. Below the thunders of the upper deep
Britten: Nocturne, Op. 60: III. Encitured with a twine of leaves
Britten: Nocturne, Op. 60: IV. Midnight's bell goes ting, ting, ting
Britten: Nocturne, Op. 60: V. But that night when my bed I lay
Britten: Nocturne, Op. 60: VI. She sleep on soft, last breaths
Britten: Nocturne, Op. 60: VII. What is more gentle than a wind in summer?
Brittten: Nocturne, Op. 60: VIII. When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see
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