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Purcell Henry
Amidst The Shades Amintas To My Grief I See Amintor Heedless Of His Flocks Beneath A Dark And Melancholy Grove Bess Of Bedlam Draw Near, You Lovers From Silent Shades He Himself Courts How I Sigh I Resolve Against Cringing I Take No Pleasure In Cloris All Soft Charms Agree Let Each Gallant Heart Let Us Kind Lesbia No To What Purpose On The Death Of His Worthy Friend Mr Matthew Locke Pastora's Beauties When Unblown Rashly I Swore Sappho's Complaint Scarce Had The Rising Sun She Loves And She Confesses Too She Who My Poor Heart Possesses Since One Poor View Since The Pox The Concealment Through Mournful Shades Urge Me No More What Hope For Us Remains When Her Languishing Eyes When Strephon Found Who But A Slave You've Got To Hide Your Love Away [Beatles, The] |
