Waft me some soft and cooling breeze - Carey, Henry

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"This version, with this figured bass, from "Universal Harmony", London, 1746. The song appeared in several similar collections."

⌛ Epoche → Barock ◈ Genre → Art songs ♬ Besetzung → Solo high ¶ Sprache → Englisch

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Instrumente Unknown

Seiten 2

CPDL Nr. 69243

Bearbeiter Christopher Shaw

Veröffentlicht 2022-05-15

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Waft me some soft and cooling breeze To Windsor's shady, kind retreat, Where sylvan scenes, wide-spreading trees, Repel the raging dogstar's heat; Where tufted grass and mossy beds Afford a rural calm repose; Where woodbines hang their dewy heads And fragrant sweets around disclose. Old oozy Thames, that flows soft by, Along the smiling valley plays; His glassy surface cheers the eye, While through the flow'ry mead he strays: His fertile banks with herbage green, His vales with golden plenty swell; Where e'er his purer stream is seen, The gods of health and pleasure dwell. Let us thy clear, thy yielding wave With naked arm once more divide; In thee my glowing bosom lave, And stem thy gently rolling tide. Lay me, with damask roses crowned, Beneath some osier's dusky shade; Where waterlilies paint the ground And bubbling springs refresh the glade. Let chaste Clarinda too be there, In azure mantle lightly dressed; Ye nymphs, bind up her silken hair, Ye zephyrs, fan her panting breast; O haste away fair maid, and bring The muse, the kindly friend to Love; To thee alone the muse shall sing, And warble through the vocal grove.