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O solitude, my sweetest choice (Purcell) Anne Sofie von Otter

O solitude, my sweetest choice, Z. 406 Henry Purcell (1659-1695)   Anne Sofie von Otter Jakob Lindberg, theorbo   O solitude, my sweetest choice: Places devoted to the night, Remote from tumult and from noise, How ye my restless thoughts delight! O solitude, my sweetest choice. O heav'ns, what content is mine To see these trees, which have appear'd From the nativity of time, And which all ages have rever'd, To look today as fresh and green As when their beauties first were seen.   O, how agreeable a sight These hanging mountains do appear, Which th' unhappy would invite To finish all their sorrows here, When their hard fate makes them endure Such woes as only death can cure.   O, how I solitude adore! That element of noblest wit, Where I have learnt Apollo's lore, Without the pains to study it. For thy sake I in love am grown With what thy fancy does pursue; But when I think upon my own, I hate it for that reason too, Because it needs must hinder me From seeing and from serving thee. O solitude, O how I solitude adore! The text by Katherine Philips (1632-1664) is from her translation of ‘La solitude’ by Antoine Girard de Saint-Amant (1594–1661). CD available from Archiv: https://www.amazon.com/Anne-Sofie-von... Photography in the video by Elizabeth Gadd: http://www.elizabethgadd.com/