Song | O Solitude! Z406 |
Artist | Alan Wilson |
Album | 50 Best Baroque |
[00:07.960] | O!Solitude,my sweetest choise |
[00:20.760] | O!Solitude |
[00:27.600] | O!Solitude,My sweetest choise |
[00:42.310] | Please devoted to the night, |
[00:51.600] | Remote from tumult,and from noise, |
[00:59.900] | How you my restless thoughts delight! |
[01:11.550] | O!Solitude |
[01:18.450] | O!Solitude,My sweetest choise |
[01:35.650] | O Heavens!what content is mine, |
[01:44.320] | To see those trees which have appear’d |
[01:50.170] | From the nativity of Time, |
[01:56.960] | And which hall ages have rever’d, |
[02:02.500] | To look to-day as fresh and green, |
[02:09.140] | To look to-day as fresh and green, |
[02:15.400] | As when their beauties first were seen! |
[02:27.950] | O!how agreeable a sight |
[02:36.540] | These hanging mountains do appear, |
[02:44.250] | Which the unhappy would invite |
[02:49.900] | To finish all their sorrows here, |
[02:56.210] | When their hard fate makes them endure |
[03:12.000] | Such woes, |
[03:15.050] | Such woes, as only death can cure. |
[03:30.500] | O!how I Solitude adore, |
[03:47.300] | O!how I Solitude adore, |
[03:47.300] | That element of noblest wit. |
[04:12.900] | Where I have learnt Apollo’s lore. |
[04:21.700] | Without the pains, the pains to study it: |
[04:33.750] | For thy sake I in love am grown |
[04:43.000] | With what thy fancy,thy fancy does pursue; |
[04:52.255] | But when I think upon my own, |
[04:59.550] | I hate it,I hate it for that reason too. |
[05:11.864] | Because it needs must hinder me |
[05:18.400] | From seeing,from seeing,and from serving thee. |
[05:37.000] | O!Solitude |
[05:44.000] | O!how I Solitude adore. |
[00:07.960] | O! Solitude, my sweetest choise |
[00:20.760] | O! Solitude |
[00:27.600] | O! Solitude, My sweetest choise |
[00:42.310] | Please devoted to the night, |
[00:51.600] | Remote from tumult, and from noise, |
[00:59.900] | How you my restless thoughts delight! |
[01:11.550] | O! Solitude |
[01:18.450] | O! Solitude, My sweetest choise |
[01:35.650] | O Heavens! what content is mine, |
[01:44.320] | To see those trees which have appear' d |
[01:50.170] | From the nativity of Time, |
[01:56.960] | And which hall ages have rever' d, |
[02:02.500] | To look today as fresh and green, |
[02:09.140] | To look today as fresh and green, |
[02:15.400] | As when their beauties first were seen! |
[02:27.950] | O! how agreeable a sight |
[02:36.540] | These hanging mountains do appear, |
[02:44.250] | Which the unhappy would invite |
[02:49.900] | To finish all their sorrows here, |
[02:56.210] | When their hard fate makes them endure |
[03:12.000] | Such woes, |
[03:15.050] | Such woes, as only death can cure. |
[03:30.500] | O! how I Solitude adore, |
[03:47.300] | O! how I Solitude adore, |
[03:47.300] | That element of noblest wit. |
[04:12.900] | Where I have learnt Apollo' s lore. |
[04:21.700] | Without the pains, the pains to study it: |
[04:33.750] | For thy sake I in love am grown |
[04:43.000] | With what thy fancy, thy fancy does pursue |
[04:52.255] | But when I think upon my own, |
[04:59.550] | I hate it, I hate it for that reason too. |
[05:11.864] | Because it needs must hinder me |
[05:18.400] | From seeing, from seeing, and from serving thee. |
[05:37.000] | O! Solitude |
[05:44.000] | O! how I Solitude adore. |