Z 628 King Arthur V, 35 Air: Ye Blustering Brethren of the Skies [Neapolitan translation]

AEOLUS

Ye blustering brethren of the skies,

Whose breath has ruffled all the watery plain,

Retire, and let Britannia rise,

In triumph o'er the main.

Serene and calm, and void of fear,

The Queen of Islands must appear:

Serene and calm, as when the Spring

The new-created world began,

And birds on boughs did softly sing

Their peaceful homage paid to man;

While Eurus did his blasts forbear,

In favour of the tender year.

Retreat, rude winds, retreat

To hollow rocks, your stormy seat;

There swell your lungs, and vainly, vainly threat.

• Artist:Henry Purcell
• Album:Live: November 19, 2016 at Cathedral Church of St. Paul, Boston, MA.