March 2011
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HAPPY WHEN I HEAR THESE :]
Play
Thomas Carew- A Rapture
…Come, then, and mounted on the wings of Love
We’ll cut the flitting air and soar above
The monster’s head, and in the noblest seats
Of those blest shades quench and renew our heats.
There shall the queens of love and innocence,
Beauty and Nature, banish all offence…