Constant Penelope (Fretwork & Emma Kirkby) (исполнитель: William Byrd)
Constant Penelope sends to thee, careless Ulysses. Write not again, [bad word] sweet mate, thyself to revive me. Troy we do much envy, we desolate lost ladies of Greece, Not Priamus, nor yet all Troy can us [bad word] make. Oh, that he had, when he first took shipping to Lacedaemon, That adulter I mean, had been o’erwhelmed with waters. Then had I not lain now all alone, thus quivering for cold, Nor used [bad word] nor have thought the day to be so long.