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
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
Fairest Isle
Fairest Isle
Sound The Trumpet
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
Here The Deities Approve
Here The Deities Approve
The Honour Of a Jubilee
The Honour Of a Jubilee
Bid The Virtues
Bid The Virtues
Wake, Wake, Quivera (The Indian Queen)
Wake, Wake, Quivera (The Indian Queen)
Celia Has a Thousand Charms