Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Michael George
Basse
The King's Consort
Orchestre
Rufus Muller
Ténor
Robert King
Direction d’orchestre
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Henry Purcell
Composition
Paroles
If then we’ve found the want of his rays,
Thank wicked Contrivance
And ambition as vain
That sought t’have shortened our Sovereign’s days.
But Kings, like the sun, sometimes have their clouds
To make them shine more bright,
Their greatness exhales the vapour that shrouds
And seeks to eclipse their light.
Written by: Henry Purcell

