King Arthur - 27. Symphony; 28. "Round thy Coasts"; 29. "For Folded Flocks" (исполнитель: Henry Purcell)
Symphony NEREID, PAN Round thy coast, fair nymph of Britain, For thy guard our waters flow: Proteus all his herd admitting On thy green to graze below: Foreign lands thy fish are tasting; Learn from thee luxurious fasting. [bad word] Round thy coast, fair nymph of Britain, etc. ALTO, TENOR, BASS For folded flocks, and [bad word] plains, The shepherd's and the farmer's gains, Fair Britain all the world outvies; And Pan, as in Arcadia, reigns Where pleasure mix'd with profit lies. Tho' Jason's fleece was fam'd of old, The British wool is growing gold; No mines can more of wealth supply: It keeps the peasants from the cold, And takes for kings the Tyrian dye.