Amor, da che conven pur ch'io mi doglia
Love, since it's been decreed that I now must Suffer, in order to be heard; That I must show myself spent of virtue, Grant me the...
Amor, da che conven pur ch'io mi doglia
Ode to the South of Yemen
Longing by Friedrich Schiller
Evening Flight
In Memory of John Keats (1795 – 1821)
Behind the Sparkling Light in All Men's Eyes
The Rime Petrose of Dante Alighieri
Wheat by Jean Jaurès
The Jewels of Andalusia - The Spanish Knight
Indian Ghost Song