Sweeter than Roses, or cool Evening's breeze,
On a warm Flowery Shore,
Was the dear Kiss, first trembling made me freeze,
Then shot like Fire all o're;
What Magick has Victorious love!
For all I touch, or see,
Since that dear kiss, I hourly prove,
All, all is Love to me.
Cold Song
Cold Song
Cold Song
Cold Song
Fairest Isle
Fairest Isle
Sound The Trumpet
Here The Deities Approve
Here The Deities Approve
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
Come, Ye Sons Of Art
Come, Ye Sons Of Art
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
Fly Bold Rebellion
Sound The Trumpet
Sound The Trumpet
Fly Bold Rebellion
These Are The Sacred Charms