S/N |
Time |
Song Title |
1. |
1:06 |
David Tennant / Sonnet 2: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow |
2. |
0:59 |
Bertie Carvel / Sonnet 6: Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface |
3. |
0:57 |
David Tennant / Sonnet 7: Lo! in the orient when the gracious light |
4. |
1:06 |
Bertie Carvel / Sonnet 8: Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly? |
5. |
0:57 |
David Tennant / Sonnet 9: Is it for fear to wet a widow’s eye |
6. |
1:01 |
Bertie Carvel / Sonnet 10: For shame! eny that thou bear’st love to any |
7. |
1:05 |
David Tennant / Sonnet 11: As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast tou grow’st |
8. |
1:02 |
Bertie Carvel / Sonnet 12: When I do count the clock that tels the time |
9. |
1:00 |
David Tennant / Sonnet 14: Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck |
10. |
1:05 |
David Tennant / Sonnet 17: Who will believe my verse in time to come |
11. |
1:03 |
David Tennant / Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? |
12. |
1:02 |
Anne-Marie Piazza / Sonnet 19: Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion’s paws |
13. |
1:08 |
Hugh Ross / Sonnet 20: A woman’s face with nature’s own hand painted |
14. |
1:05 |
Hugh Ross / Sonnet 21: So it is not wth me as with that Muse |
15. |
1:02 |
Hugh Ross / Sonnet 22: My glass shall not persuade me I am old |
16. |
1:03 |
Anne-Marie Piazza / Sonnet 23: As an unperfect actor on the stage |
17. |
0:59 |
David Timson / Sonnet 25: Let those who are in favour with their stars |
18. |
1:07 |
Anne-Marie Piazza / Sonnet 26: Lord of my love, to whom al vassalage |
19. |
1:03 |
Anne-Marie Piazza / Sonnet 27: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed |
20. |
1:05 |
David Timson / Sonnet 29: When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes |
21. |
0:56 |
Stella Gonet / Sonnet 30: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought |
22. |
0:55 |
Stella Gonet / Sonnet 31: Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts |
23. |
1:03 |
David Timson / Sonnet 32: If thou survive my well-contented day |
24. |
0:59 |
Gunnar Cauthery / Sonnet 3: Full many a glorious morning have I seen |
25. |
1:04 |
Gunnar Cauthery / Sonnet 35 No more be griev’d at that which thou hast done |
26. |
1:00 |
Hugh Ross / Sonnet 37: As a decrepit father takes delight |
27. |
0:59 |
Hugh Ross / Sonnet 38: How can my muse want subject to invent |
28. |
1:02 |
Stella Gonet / Sonnet 40: Take all m loves, my love, yea take them all |
29. |
0:58 |
Alex Jennings / Sonnet 41: Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits |
30. |
1:08 |
Alex Jennings / Sonnet 42: That thou hast her it is not all my grief |
31. |
1:04 |
David Timson / Sonnet 49: Against that time, if ever that time come |
32. |
1:02 |
Benjamin Soames / Sonnet 50: How heavy do I journey on the way |
33. |
0:58 |
Stella Gonet / Sonnet 53: What is you substance, whereof are you make |
34. |
1:00 |
Benjamin Soames / Sonnet 55: Not marble, nor the gilded monuments |
35. |
0:59 |
Benjamin Soames / Sonnet 57: Being your slave what should I do but tend |
36. |
0:58 |
Stella Gonet / Sonnet 61: Is it thy will, thy image should keep open |
37. |
0:57 |
Anton Lesser / Sonnet 63: Against my love shall be as I am now |
38. |
1:07 |
Anton Lesser / Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, not earth, nor boundless sea |
39. |
1:05 |
Benjamin Soames / Sonnet 69: Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth view |
40. |
0:51 |
Juliet Stevenson / Sonnet 71: No longer mourn for me when I am dead |
41. |
1:04 |
Anton Lesser / Sonnet 73: That time of year thou mayst in me behold |
42. |
1:02 |
Anton Lesser / Sonnet 80: O! how I faint when I of you do write |
43. |
0:58 |
Anton Lesser / Sonnet 83: I never saw that you did painting need |
44. |
0:59 |
Anton Lesser / Sonnet 86: Was it the proud full sail of his great verse |
45. |
1:14 |
David Timson / Sonnet 87: Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possessing |
46. |
0:55 |
David Timson / Sonnet 89: Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault |
47. |
0:57 |
Maxine Peake / Sonnet 90: Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now |
48. |
0:59 |
Roy McMillan / Sonnet 91: Some glory in their birth, some in their skill |
49. |
0:54 |
Roy McMillan / Sonnet 92: But do thy worst to steal thyself away |
50. |
0:57 |
Roy McMillan / Sonnet 93: So shall I live, supposing thou art true |
51. |
1:03 |
Roy McMillan / Sonnet 94: They that have power to hurt, and will do none |
52. |
0:58 |
Maxine Peake / Sonnet 97: How like a winter hath my absence been |
53. |
1:01 |
Maxine Peake / Sonnet 99: The forward violet thus did I chide |
54. |
1:03 |
Juliet Stevenson / Sonnet 104: To me, fair friend, you never can be old |
55. |
0:55 |
Maxine Peake / Sonnet 106: When in the chronicle of wasted time |
56. |
1:01 |
Trevor White / Sonnet 109: O! never say that I was false of heart |
57. |
0:56 |
Juliet Stevenson / Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds |
58. |
1:03 |
Trevor White / Sonnet 120: That you were once unkind befriends me now |
59. |
1:01 |
Trevor White / Sonnet 121: ‘Tis better to be vile than vile esteem’d |
60. |
1:04 |
Jonathan Keeble / Sonnet 127: In the old age black was not counted fair |
61. |
1:02 |
Gunnar Cauthery / Sonnet 128: How oft when you, my music, music play’st |
62. |
1:07 |
Jonathan Keeble / Sonnet 129: The expense of spirit in a waste of shame |
63. |
1:03 |
Gunnar Cauthery / Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun |
64. |
0:59 |
Tom Mison / Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan |
65. |
0:58 |
Tom Mison / Sonnet 134: So, now I have confess’d that he is mine |
66. |
1:00 |
Tom Mison / Sonnet 136: If thy soul check thee that I come so near |
67. |
0:54 |
Tom Mison / Sonnet 137: Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes |
68. |
1:04 |
Trevor White / Sonnet 138: When my love swears that she is made of truth |
69. |
0:58 |
Maxine Peake / Sonnet 140: Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press |
70. |
0:56 |
Tom Mison / Sonnet 141: In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes |
71. |
0:54 |
Tom Mison / Sonnet 144: Two loves I have of comfort and despair |
72. |
0:55 |
Maxine Peake / Sonnet 147: My love is as a fever longing still |
73. |
1:06 |
Maxine Peake / Sonnet 148: O me! what eyes hath Love put in my head |
74. |
1:00 |
Tom Mison / Sonnet 149: Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not |
75. |
1:01 |
David Tennant / Sonnet 154: The little Love-god lying once asleep |