Z 631 The Tempest, III, 10 "Dear Pretty Youth". lyrics

Dorinda

Dear pretty youth unveil those eyes

How can you sleep

When I am by

Were I with you all night to be

Methinks I could from sleep be free.

Alas! My dear, you’re cold as stone

You must no longer lie alone

But be with me my dear

And I in each arm

Will hug you close and keep you warm.

• Artist:Henry Purcell
• Album:The Enchanted Island.