Henry Purcell lyrics
Z 628 King Arthur II, 12. Hither, this way, this way bend, [Neapolitan translation]
PHILIDEL
Hither, this way, this way bend,
Trust not the malicious fiend.
Those are false deluding lights
Wafted far and near by sprites.
Trust 'em not...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 13: "Let not a moonborn elf mislead ye". lyrics
GRIMBALD
Let not a moon-born elf mislead ye
From your prey and from your glory;
Too far, alas, he has betray'd ye;
Follow the flames that wave before ...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 13: "Let not a moonborn elf mislead ye". [Italian translation]
GRIMBALD
Let not a moon-born elf mislead ye
From your prey and from your glory;
Too far, alas, he has betray'd ye;
Follow the flames that wave before ...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 13: "Let not a moonborn elf mislead ye". [Neapolitan translation]
GRIMBALD
Let not a moon-born elf mislead ye
From your prey and from your glory;
Too far, alas, he has betray'd ye;
Follow the flames that wave before ...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 15: "Come, follow me". lyrics
PHILIDEL
Come, follow me.
SOLOS
Come, follow me,
And me, and me, and me, and me.
CHORUS
Come, follow me.
PHILIDEL, SOPRANO
And green-sward all your wa...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 15: "Come, follow me". [Italian translation]
PHILIDEL
Come, follow me.
SOLOS
Come, follow me,
And me, and me, and me, and me.
CHORUS
Come, follow me.
PHILIDEL, SOPRANO
And green-sward all your wa...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 15: "Come, follow me". [Neapolitan translation]
PHILIDEL
Come, follow me.
SOLOS
Come, follow me,
And me, and me, and me, and me.
CHORUS
Come, follow me.
PHILIDEL, SOPRANO
And green-sward all your wa...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 16 How blest are Sheperd. lyrics
SHEPHERD
How blest are shepherds, how happy their lasses,
While drums and trumpets are sounding alarms.
Over our lowly sheds all the storm passes
And ...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 16 How blest are Sheperd. [Italian translation]
SHEPHERD
How blest are shepherds, how happy their lasses,
While drums and trumpets are sounding alarms.
Over our lowly sheds all the storm passes
And ...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 16 How blest are Sheperd. [Neapolitan translation]
SHEPHERD
How blest are shepherds, how happy their lasses,
While drums and trumpets are sounding alarms.
Over our lowly sheds all the storm passes
And ...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 17: Duet "Shepherd, shepherd, leave decoying". lyrics
TWO SHEPHERDESSES
Shepherd, shepherd, leave decoying:
Pipes are sweet on summer's day,
But a little after toying,
Women have the shot to pay.
Here are...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 17: Duet "Shepherd, shepherd, leave decoying". [Italian translation]
TWO SHEPHERDESSES
Shepherd, shepherd, leave decoying:
Pipes are sweet on summer's day,
But a little after toying,
Women have the shot to pay.
Here are...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 17: Duet "Shepherd, shepherd, leave decoying". [Neapolitan translation]
TWO SHEPHERDESSES
Shepherd, shepherd, leave decoying:
Pipes are sweet on summer's day,
But a little after toying,
Women have the shot to pay.
Here are...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 18: Coro "Come, shepherds, lead up a lively measure". lyrics
Come, shepherds, lead up a lively measure
The cares of wedlock are cares of pleasure:
But whether marriage bring joy or sorrow.
Make sure of this day ...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 18: Coro "Come, shepherds, lead up a lively measure". [Italian translation]
Come, shepherds, lead up a lively measure
The cares of wedlock are cares of pleasure:
But whether marriage bring joy or sorrow.
Make sure of this day ...
Z 628 King Arthur II, 18: Coro "Come, shepherds, lead up a lively measure". [Neapolitan translation]
Come, shepherds, lead up a lively measure
The cares of wedlock are cares of pleasure:
But whether marriage bring joy or sorrow.
Make sure of this day ...
Z 628 King Arthur III, 21 What ho! thou genius of this isle. lyrics
CUPID
What ho! thou genius of this isle, what ho!
Liest thou asleep beneath those hills of snow?
Stretch out thy lazy limbs. Awake, awake!
And winter ...
Z 628 King Arthur III, 21 What ho! thou genius of this isle. [Italian translation]
CUPID
What ho! thou genius of this isle, what ho!
Liest thou asleep beneath those hills of snow?
Stretch out thy lazy limbs. Awake, awake!
And winter ...
Z 628 King Arthur III, 21 What ho! thou genius of this isle. [Neapolitan translation]
CUPID
What ho! thou genius of this isle, what ho!
Liest thou asleep beneath those hills of snow?
Stretch out thy lazy limbs. Awake, awake!
And winter ...
Henry Purcell - Z 628 King Arthur III, 22 What power art thou.
COLD GENIUS:
What Power art thou,
Who from below,
Hast made me rise,
Unwillingly and slow,
From beds of everlasting snow!
See'st thou not how stiff,
A...
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