Queen of Sheba
Welcome as the dawn of day
To the pilgrim on his way,
Whom the darkness caus'd to stray,
Is my lovely king to me.
Solomon
Myrtle grove, or rosy shade,
Breathing odours through the glade
To refresh the village maid,
Yields in sweets, my queen, to thee.
(Andreas Scholl, Inger Dam-Jensen, Gabrieli Consort and Players, Paul McCreesh)
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