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Thomas Arne
(1710 - 1778)
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Bid your faithful Ariel fly (full accompaniment)
(S./T.2Vn.Continuo)
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Bid your faithful Ariel fly (full accompaniment)
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148537 : Arne : Bid your faithful Ariel fly (full accompaniment)
"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 the original orchestral accompaniment; a version for keyboard reduction is also available.
This edition includes the original orchestral accompaniment; a version for keyboard reduction 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.