March 20, 2011


Lodovico Carracci, Christ and Nicodemus, Musée du Louvre, Paris, 1800-19

Nicodemus said to him, "How can anyone be born after having grown old? Can one enter a second time into the mother's womb and be born [Matthew 4:8]?"

Christ Church Cathedral Choir Notes  
Second Sunday in Lent

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John Dowland

The Communion motet for Choral Eucharist this coming Sunday is John Dowland, They that are down. Scroll down for access to a wide selection of his vocal and lute pieces.

Clear or cloudy sweet as April showering (Second Book of Songs), for 4 voices; lute 

My Lord Willoughby's Welcome Home (2 versions, 1 for 2 lutes (second part doubtful authenticity)), for lute, P 66

Come again, sweet love doth now invite (First Book of Songs), for 4 voices; lute

Flow, my tears, fall from your springs (Second Book of Songs), for 2 voices; lute

Pavana Lachrimae (A Pilgrimes Solace), for lute or keyboard

Tell me, true Love (A Pilgrimes Solace) for voice, bass viol, 4 part chorus; lute

A Fancy, for lute
If my complaints could passions move (First Book of Songs), for 4 voices; lute

Time stands still (Third Book of Songs), for voice, lute; bass viol

Fantasia (possibly spurious), for lute in G minor, P 71

Sorrow, stay, lend true repentant tears (Second Book of Songs), for 2 voices; lute

The lowest trees have tops (Third Book of Songs), for 4 voices; lute

In darkness let me dwell (A Pilgrim's Solace), for voice, lute; bass viol 

My thoughts are winged with hopes (First Book of Songs), for 4 voices; lute

Now, O now I needs must part (First Book of Songs), for 4 voices; lute

Stabat Mater


Click here to go to a performance of the Stabat Mater in Gregorian chant by the monks of the Abbey of St. Maurice and St. Maur, Clervaux.

Workshop of Bonaventure Berlinghieri, The Crucifixion, Galleria degli Uffizi, Florence, 1260-70






Miserere mei, Deus (Ps 51)


Click here to go to a performance Orlande de Lassus, Miserere mei Deus (Ps. 51) by the Pro Cantione Antiqua, Bruno Turner conducting.

Georges Rouault, Miserere: There are tears in things