Wow, just wow. Performances such as this…take you to another realm.The acoustics must have been magnificent in person.
Awake, sweet Love! ’tis time to rise:
Phœbus is risen in the east,
Spreading his beams on those fair eyes
Which are enclosed with Nature’s rest.
Awake, awake from heavy sleep
Which all thy thoughts in silence keep!
From Henry Youll’s Canzonets to three voices, 1608.