(working on)
Just so obsessed with Dido and Aeneas from Purcell.
(Take my hand)
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 createNo trouble in thy breast;Remember me, but ah! forget my fate.
And of course a song for this drawing
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