These is a complete recording of all 12 madrigals ("canzonets") from Thomas Morley's "The First Booke Of Canzonets To Two Voyces", written in 1595 and published in 1619. The book also contains nine instrumental duets, eight of which I have already recorded and uploaded as a separate video last week:

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The missing one, "Il Grillo", is included as a coda at the end of this video, i.e. between the two videos I have recorded every piece in Morley's collection of duo canzonets and fantasias.

I have performed these from the transcriptions by Albert Folop for two viols, available for download from IMSLP (along with a scan of Morley's original 1619 book):

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In the original, all pieces are published for "cantus" and "tenor", but Folop has transcribed some of them for two treble viols and some for one treble and one tenor viol. I have kept to his choice and have recorded the ones for two trebles as mandolin duets and the ones for treble and tenor as duets of mandolin and mandola (actually octave mandolin/tenor mandola, but the parts do not drop below the low C of the alto mandola so work on either).

The video has the following canzonets, in this order, including start time if you want to listen to a specific song (click on the time to skip to the song):

1. Go Yee My Canzonets (treble/treble), 0:00
2. When Loe, By Breake of Morning (treble/treble), 1:53
3. Sweet Nymphe Come to Thy Lover (treble/treble), 4:01
4. I goe Before My Darling (treble/treble), 5:34
5. Miraculous Love's Wounding (treble/treble), 7:22
6. Lo Heere Another Love (treble/treble), 10:15
7. Leave Now Mine Eyes Lamenting (treble/tenor), 12:12
8. Fyre and Lightning (treble/treble), 14:19
9. Flora Wilt Thou Torment Mee? (treble/treble), 15:48
10. In Nets of Golden Wyers (treble/tenor), 18:01
11. O Thou That Art So Cruell (treble/tenor), 20:46
12. I Should for Greife (treble/tenor), 23:11
13. Fantasia: Il Grillo (treble/tenor), 24:57

Songs 7, 10-13:
Treble: Mid-Missouri M-0W mandolin (right)
Tenor: Mid-Missouri M-111 mandola (left)

Fantasias 1-6, 8-9:
Treble 1: Luigi Embergher mandolin (right)
Treble 2: Mid-Missouri mandolin (left)

There are no tempo markings on either Morley's originals or on Folop's transcriptions, so I've played them at the tempos that seemed right to me without reference to other recordings which may have made quite different choices.

The words to the songs are:

1.
Go ye my canzonets to my dear darling
And with your gentle dainty sweet accentings,
Desire her to vouchsafe these my lamentings,
And with a crownet, of her rays supernal,
T'adorn your locks and make your name eternal.

2.
When lo, by break of morning,
My love, herself adorning,
Doth walk the woods so dainty
Gath'ring sweet violets and cowslips plenty,
The birds, enamour'd, sing and praise my Flora:
Lo, here a new Aurora.

3.
Sweet nymph come to thy lover,
Lo, here alone our loves we may discover,
Where the sweet Nightingale with wanton glosses,
Hark! her love too discloses.

4.
I go before, my darling,
Follow thou to the bower in the close alley,
There we will together
Sweetly kiss each other,
And, like two wantons,
Dally, dally, dally...

5.
Miraculous love's wounding.
E'en those darts, my sweet Phillis,
So fiercely shot against my heart, rebounding,
Are turn'd to roses, violets and lilies,
With odour sweet abounding.
Miraculous love's wounding.

6.
Lo here another love from heaven descended.
That with forces anew and with new darting,
doth wound the heart, and yet doth breed no smarting.

7.
Leave now mine eyes lamenting,
your tears do but augment this my lamenting.
Death, come thou relieve me.
Alas to live forsaken thus doth grieve me,
Ah see now where he lieth,
Then farewell false unkind, farewell thy Flora dieth.

8.
Fire and lightning from heaven fall,
And sweetly enflame that heart with love arightful
Of Flora my delightful,
So fair but yet so spiteful.

9.
Flora wilt thou torment me,
And yet must I content me.
And shall I have no pleasure,
Of that thy beauty's treasure.
Lo then I die
and dying thus complain me,
Flora gentle and fair,
Alas hath slain me.

10.
In nets of golden wyers,
with Pearl and Ruby spangled,
My heart entangled,
Cries and help requires,
Sweet love from out those briars,
But thou vouchsafe to free me,
Ere long alive,
alas thou shalt not see me.

11.
O thou that art so cruel,
My dainty lovely jewel,
Why thus in my tormenting,
Dost thou still use relenting?
Alas, right out come slay me:
Do not thus still from time to time delay me,
Alas, right out come slay me.

12.
I should for grief and anguish die recureless,
That day I missed my Flora fair and sightly,
Clearer than is the sun that shines so brightly.

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