Compassion

Il y a dans la vie des moments importants qui vous touchent et vous font grandir. Alors en souvenir d'un de ces moments un blues du XVIème siècle anglais : "I saw my Lady weep" de John Dowland par Dame Emma Kirkby, la voix idéale pour ce répertoire.

Emma Kirkby, David Thomas - John Dowland I saw my Lady wee

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I saw my lady weep,
And Sorrow proud to be advanced so,
In those fair eyes where all perfections keep.
Her face was full of woe,
But such a woe (believe me) as wins more hearts,
Than Mirth can do with her enticing parts.

Sorrow was there made fair,
And Passion wise, tears a delightful thing,
Silence beyond all speech a wisdom rare.
She made her sighs to sing,
And all things with so sweet a sadness move,
As made my heart at once both grieve and love.

O fairer than aught else
The world can show, leave off in time to grieve.
Enough, enough, your joyful looks excels.
Tears kill the heart, believe;
O strive not to be excellent in woe,
Which only breeds your beauty's overthrow.