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Helen Charlston
Helen Charlston
Mezzo-Soprano
Sounds Baroque
Sounds Baroque
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William Carter
William Carter
Theorbo
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Henry Purcell
Henry Purcell
Composer
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Antoni Grzymała
Antoni Grzymała
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Robert Suff
Robert Suff
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Fabian Frank
Fabian Frank
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The fatal hour comes on apace
The fatal hour comes on apace,
Which I had rather die than see,
For when fate calls you from this place,
You go to certain misery.
The thought does stab me to the heart,
And gives me pangs no word can speak,
It wracks me in each vital part,
Sure when you go, my heart will break.
Since I for you so much endure,
May I not hope you will believe,
’Tis you alone these wounds can cure,
Which are the fountains of my grief.
Anon.
Written by: Henry Purcell

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