What Then Is Love?-Julian Bream/Sir Peter Pears

[00:00.00]What then is love but mourning? [00:06.77]What desire but a self-burning? [00:12.89]Till she that hates doth love return [00:19.04]Thus I will mourn, thus will I sing, [00:24.46]Come away, come away, my darling. [00:30.51]Thus I will mourn, thus will I sing, [00:36.01]Come away, come away, my darling. [00:43.02]Beauty is but a blooming, [00:49.58]Youth in his glory entombing; [00:56.53]Time hath a while which none can stay, [01:03.28]So come away while I thus sing, [01:09.48]Come away, come away, my darling. [01:14.93]So come away while I thus sing, [01:20.75]Come away, come away, my darling. [01:28.56]Summer in winter fadeth, [01:35.32]Gloomy night heav'nly light shadeth, [01:42.62]Like to the morn are Venus' flowers, [01:49.14]Such are her hours, then will I sing, [01:55.20]Come away, come away, my darling. [02:01.21]Such are her hours, then will I sing, [02:07.27]Come away, come away, my darling.