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
And wondrous old
Far unfit to bear the bitter cold
I can scarcely move
Or draw my breath
I can scarcely move
Or draw my breath
Let me, let me
Let me, let me
Freeze again
Let me, let me
Freeze again to death
Cold Song
Cold Song
Cold Song
Cold Song
Fairest Isle
Fairest Isle
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
Sound The Trumpet
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
Here The Deities Approve
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
Celia Has a Thousand Charms
The Honour Of a Jubilee
Here The Deities Approve
Come, Ye Sons Of Art
Come, Ye Sons Of Art
Celia Has a Thousand Charms
The Honour Of a Jubilee
Strike The Viol