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Thomas Arne
(1710 - 1778)
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Bid your faithful Ariel fly (reduced accompaniment)
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148536 : Arne : Bid your faithful Ariel fly (reduced accompaniment) : sheet music
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"The new air in the Tempest, sung by Mrs Farrell in the character of Ariel", London, 1777. The text was commonly inserted into Shakepeare's play in productions from the mid-1770s, and is perhaps by David Garrick or by Richard Brinsley Sheridan.
This edition includes a keyboard reduction of the original orchestral accompaniment; a full version is also available.
This edition includes a keyboard reduction of the original orchestral accompaniment; a full version is also available.
Lyrics: Anon
Bid your faithful Ariel fly
To the farthest Indian sky;
And then, at thy afresh command,
I'll traverse o'er the silver sand.
I'll climb the mountains, plunge the deep;
For I, like mortals, never sleep.
I'll do your task, whate'er it be,
Not with ill-will but merry glee.
Bid your faithful Ariel fly
To the farthest Indian sky;
And then, at thy afresh command,
I'll traverse o'er the silver sand.
I'll climb the mountains, plunge the deep;
For I, like mortals, never sleep.
I'll do your task, whate'er it be,
Not with ill-will but merry glee.