Online Program


Deus in adjutorium (Vespers of 1610)

Claudio Monteverdi 


Gavottes from Terpsichore

François Caroubel

Viola da gamba quintet

Elaine DeMarco, Laura Frank

Russell Frank, Troy Brunke, Penny Hanna


Din di rin din

Anon. Spanish 15th c.

Mille Regretz

Josquin des Prez

Elaine DeMarco, Nona Childress

David Canright, Michael Russell

Pastyme with good company

Henry VIII

Judi Moncrief, Ed Moncrief, John Heyl



Jacob Obrecht

Renaissance recorder trio

Ursi Frei, Carleton Macy, Igor Poklad


Innsbruck, ich muss dich lassen

Heinrich Isaac

Troy Brunke, Mark Stevens

Susanne ung jour

Orlando di Lasso

Jody Lee, Laura Frank, David Canright

Mark Stevens, Frank Raab

Mein g’müth ist mir verwirret

Heinrich Schütz

Jody Lee, Laura Frank, David Canright

Mark Stevens, Frank Raab


Doulce memoire

Francesco de Layolle

Viola da gamba duet

Jeff DeMarco, Penny Hanna


La Guerre

Clement Jannequin



Dance: Bergeret sans roche

Pub. Tielman Susato


Now is the Month of Maying

Thomas Morley

The third tune (Why fum'th in fight)

Thomas Tallis

Fine knacks for ladies

John Dowland

Frank Raab


Amarilli, mia bella

Giulio Caccini/Robert Dowland

Jody Lee


Beatus vir

Claudio Monteverdi

I: Deus, in adjutorium

Make haste, O God, to deliver me: 

Make haste, O Lord, to help me. 

Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit. 

As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, 

World without end. 



II: Gavottes from Terpsichore

Viola da gamba quintet

Elaine DeMarco, Laura Frank

Russell Frank, Jeff DeMarco, Troy Brunke

III: Din di rin din

Din di rin da nya, din di rin din.

I arose one fine day

and spent the morning in the meadow;

I heard the nightingale

singing on the bough, din-di-rin-din.

Din di rin...

I heard the nightingale

singing on the bough,

Nightingale, oh nightingale,

do this errand for me,


Din di rin...

Nightingale, oh nightingale,

do this errand for me,

tell my lover

that I am already married! Din-di-rin-din.

Din di rin...

Mille Regretz

A thousand regrets at deserting you

and leaving behind your loving face,

I feel so much sadness and such painful distress,

that it seems to me my days will soon dwindle away.

Pastyme with good company


Judi Moncrief, Ed Moncrief, John Heyl

Pastime with good company

I love and shall until I die;

Grudge who will, but none deny

So God be pleased thus live will I

For my pastance Hunt, sing, and dance 

My heart is set:

All goodly sport For my comfort

Who shall me let?

Youth must have some dalliance

Of good or ill some pastance;

Company methinks then best

All thoughts and fancies to digest:

For idleness Is chief mistress

Of vices all

Then who can say But mirth and play

Is best of all?

Company with honesty

Is virtue vices to flee:

Company is good and ill

But every man hath his free will

The best ensue Thе worst eschew

My mind shall be:

Virtuе to use Vice to refuse

Thus shall I use me

IV: Innsbruck, ich muss dich lassen


Troy Brunke, Mark Stevens

Innsbruck, I must leave you;

I will go my way to foreign land(s).

My joy has been taken away from me,

that I cannot achieve while being abroad.

I must now bear great sorrow

that I can only share with my dearest lover.

Oh love, hold poor me

(and) in your heart compassion

that I must be away.

My consolation: above all other women,

I will forever be yours,

always faithful, in true honor.

And now, may God protect you,

keep you in perfect virtue,

until I shall return.

Susanne un jour 

One day, Susanne's love was solicited by

two old men coveting her beauty.

She became sad and displeased in her heart,

seeing the attempt at her chastity.

She said, 'If, dishonorably,

from my body you take pleasure,

this is done to me. If I resist,

you would make me die in disgrace.

But I would rather perish innocent,

than to offend the Lord with a sin.

Susanne ung jour 


Jody Lee, Laura Frank, David Canright, Mark Stevens, Frank Raab

One day, Susanne's love was solicited

By two old men coveting her beauty.

She became sad and discomforted at heart,

Seeing the attempt on her chastity.

She said to them: 'If disloyally

From my body you take pleasure,

It is over with me! If I resist,

You would make me die in disgrace:

But I would rather perish in innocence,

Than offend the Lord by sin

Mein g’müth ist mir verwirret


Jody Lee, Laura Frank, David Canright, Mark Stevens, Frank Raab

My mind’s confused within me,

made thus by a tender maiden.

I am utterly astray. My heart hurts badly.

I have no rest day and night. I ever lament.

I keep sighing and crying, in sorrow almost despairing.

Oh that she would ask me, what was the cause of my complaint.

I would tell her freely that she alone is the thing

that wounds me so much. Could I soften her heart,

I’d better soon.

Richly is she adorned

With beautiful virtue without purpose.

She is as polite as behooves her.

There are few her equal.

Among the tender maidens She takes the all-time prize.

When I gaze upon her, I think I’m in paradise.

I cannot fully explain Her beauty and virtue.

If I could choose anything, It would that she would choose

To turn her heart and body To me forever more.

Ah, then my pain and lament Would turn to greatest joy.

But I must give up and ever be sorrowful,

even if it should cost my life, which is my greatest pain.

I am not good enough for her, thus she pays me no heed.

May God save me for such suffering, through his almighty power.

VI: Doulce memoire

Viola da gamba duet

Jeff DeMarco, Penny Hanna

VII: La Guerre

Part 1: 

Listen, all you gallant noblemen,

To the victory of the noble King Francois.

And you shall hear, if you listen well,

Clouts hurled from every side.

Fifes, blow; strike, drummers;

Turn, spin, make your turns.

Soldiers, good comrades,

together cross your batons

Band together quickly, noble Gascons.

Noblemen, jump in your saddles,

The lance in your fist, daring and swift Like lions!

Harquebusiers make your sounds.

Buckle your arms, elegant minions.

Strike them, hit them! Alarm! alarm!

Be daring, be joyful Let everyone spruce up. 

The fleur de lis, Flower of high prize,

Is here in person King François

Follow François, The King, François.

Follow the crown.

Let trumpets & clarions resound

to delight our comrades!

Part 2: 

Fan fan, fre re le le lan fan. Fa ri ra ri ra.

Quickly rally to the colors

Into the saddle, men at arms

Roar & thunder, bombards and cannons.

Thunder, burly courtauds and falcons,

To help our comrades, France, have courage.

Deal your blows

Squeeze them, catch them, wipe them out, stare them down.

Kill them, put them death,

Courage, take, strike, kill them.

Be valiant, you noble, brave men.

Strike them down, hurl yourselves at them.

Freshly cast blades, stab them. Alarm, alarm!

Take courage, pursue, strike, hurl.

They're muddled, they're lost.

They're showing their heels.

Let all the weaklings flee the field, armor tinkling.

They are defeated.

Victory to the noble King Francois!

Let all the feeble troublemakers flee the field. 

VIII: Now is the Month of Maying

Now is the month of maying,

When merry lads are playing,

Fa la la la la la la la la,

Fa la la la la la la lah.

Each with his bonny lass

Upon the greeny grass.

Fa la la la la la la la la, etc...

The Spring, clad all in gladness,

Doth laugh at Winter's sadness,

Fa la la, etc...

And to the bagpipe's sound

The nymphs tread out their ground.

Fa la la, etc...

Fie then! why sit we musing,

Youth's sweet delight refusing?

Fa la la, etc...

Say, dainty nymphs, and speak,

Shall we play barley break?

Fa la la etc...

The third tune

Why fum’th in sight: the Gentiles spite,

In fury raging stout?

Why taketh in hand: the people fond,

Vain thing to bring about?

The kings arise: the lords devise,

in counsels met thereto:

Against the Lord: with false accord,

against his Christ they go.

 God’s words decreed: I (Christ) will spread

for God thus said to me:

My son I say: thou art, this day,

I have begotten thee.

Ask thou of me: I will give thee,

to rule all Gentiles lands:

Thou shalt possess: in sureness,

the world how wide it stands.

The Lord in fear: your service bear,

with dread to him rejoice:

Let rages be: resist not ye,

him serve with joyful voice.

The son kiss ye: lest wroth he be,

lose not the way of rest:

For when his ire: is set on fire,

who trust in him be blest.

Fine knacks for ladies


Frank Raab

Fine knacks for ladies, cheap, choice, brave and new,

Good pennyworths but money cannot move,

I keep a fair but for the fair to view,

A beggar may be liberal of love.

Though all my wares be trash, the heart is true.

Great gifts are guiles and look for gifts again,

My trifles come as treasures from my mind,

It is a precious jewel to be plain,

Sometimes in shell the Orient's pearls we find.

Of others take a sheaf, of me a grain.

Within this pack pins, points, laces and gloves,

And divers toys fitting a country fair,

But in my heart, where duty serves and loves,

Turtles and twins, Court's brood, a heav'nly pair.

Happy the man that thinks of no removes.

IX: Amarilli, mia bella


Jody Lee

Kathy Kirkwood

My lovely Amaryllis, 

Don’t you know, O my heart’s sweet desire, 

That it is you whom I love? 

Believe in my love; and if fear besets you, 

Don’t doubt that it’s true. 

Open my breast and see written on my heart: 

Amaryllis, Amaryllis, Amaryllis, is my love.

X: Beatus vir

Blessed is the man that feareth the Lord: 

he hath great delight in his commandments.

His seed shall be mighty upon earth: 

the generation of the faithful shall be blessed.

Riches and plenteousness shall be in his house: 

and his righteousness endureth for ever.

Unto the godly there ariseth up light in the darkness: 

he is merciful, loving, and righteous.

A good man is merciful, and lendeth: a

nd will guide his words with discretion.

For he shall never be moved:

and the righteous shall be had in everlasting remembrance.

He will not be afraid of any evil tidings: 

for his heart standeth fast, and believeth in the Lord.

His heart is established, and will not shrink: 

until he see his desire upon his enemies.

He hath dispersed abroad, and given to the poor: 

and his righteousness remaineth for ever; 

his horn shall be exalted with honour.

The ungodly shall see it, and it shall grieve him: 

he shall gnash with his teeth, and consume away; t

he desire of the ungodly shall perish.

Glory be to the father and to the son and to the holy ghost.

As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, 

World without end. 



And the Pastyme Consort

Personae Musicae



Laura Arnow, Elaine DeMarco, Jody Lee

Marilyn Maxner, Judi Moncrief 


Nona Childress, Laura Frank, 

MaryClare Martin, Kellie Morgantini

Chris Shiber


David Canright, Brian Jacobsen

Robin Jensen, Ed Moncrief, Mark Stevens


Russell Frank, John Heyl

Frank Raab, Michael Russell, Francis Toldi

Violin and viola

Elizabeth Gaver, Nona Childress

Viola da Gamba

Troy Brunke, Elaine DeMarco, Jeff DeMarco

Laura Frank, Russell Frank, Penny Hanna

Renaissance Guitar

Elaine DeMarco

String Drum

Troy Brunke


Laura Arnow, Laura Frank, Ursi Frei

Carleton Macy, Igor Poklad, Mark Stevens


Michael Cushing, Sue Mudge, John Thomas

Dulcian and shawm

Francis Toldi


Kathy Kirkwood


Mike Novo

Music Director

Jefferson DeMarco


Jody Lee for preparation of materials and coaching in French pronunciation. 

David Canright for rehearsal midi files. 

Kellie Morgantini for publicity.

 Sucha Becky for poster design and graphics.

Kathy Kirkwood for rehearsal accompaniment, along with Troy Brunke and All Saints’ Episcopal for the use of the facilities. 

Bethlehem Lutheran Church for rehearsal space. 

Bill McMillan, Julia Turner and the Camerata Singers for their continued support.