Henry Purcell
Death
Thy hand, Belinda
Darkness shades me
On thy bosom let me rest
More I would
But death invades me
Death is now a welcome guest

When I am laid in earth
May my wrongs create no trouble
No trouble in thy breast

When I am laid in earth
May my wrongs create no trouble
No trouble in thy breast

Remember me!
Remember me!
But aaah!
Forget my fate
Remember me!
That thy forget my fate

Remember me!
Remember me!
But aaah!
Forget my fate
Remember me!
That thy forget my fate