I thought I had already made a comment, but apparently not.. Beautiful! Just beautiful! It looks like you are doing what you should be doing, so keep at it. I look forward to tomorrow, as it is too late now, to volume this up and further enjoy it. Thank you for sharing!
Fear no more the heat o’ the sun, Nor the furious winter’s rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages: Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o’ the great; Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The scepter, learning, physic, must all follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the lightning flash, Nor the all-dreaded thunder stone; Fear not slander, censure rash; Thou hast finished joy and moan: all lovers young, all lovers must Consign to thee, and come to dust. No exorciser harm thee! Nor no witchcraft charm thee! Ghost unlaid forbear thee! Nothing ill come near thee! Quiet consummation have; And renowned be thy grave!
Your voice is beautiful, but I cannot make out the words being sung. What is the point of listening if I cannot understand any of the lyrics? If you want to improve your performance, I would focus on that. Everything else seems golden.
Absolutely pulchritudinous, I have this for my Ainsley’s passing. Thank You for singing it so wonderfully.
I thought I had already made a comment, but apparently not..
Beautiful! Just beautiful! It looks like you are doing what you should be doing, so keep at it.
I look forward to tomorrow, as it is too late now, to volume this up and further enjoy it.
Thank you for sharing!
Gorgeous. The lyrics come from the funeral dirge for Imogen, written by Shakespeare in his Romance _Cymbeline, King of Britain_
Very beautiful!! She Is absolutely Great!!
Fear no more the heat o’ the sun,
Nor the furious winter’s rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages:
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
Fear no more the frown o’ the great;
Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke;
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The scepter, learning, physic, must all follow this, and come to dust.
Fear no more the lightning flash,
Nor the all-dreaded thunder stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;
Thou hast finished joy and moan:
all lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust.
No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have;
And renowned be thy grave!
I find it arduous to understand poetry although I love it.
@@jalllu5201 this isn't too hard to understand
Heavenly ! Thanks for posting !
This is so beautiful. You sing so beautifully.
Josie Glausiusz thank you so much for your lovely words :)
my favorite song in shakespeare
Beautiful love your voice
Karin Cleymans thank you so much 💓 that means a lot!
Knax
Your voice is beautiful, but I cannot make out the words being sung. What is the point of listening if I cannot understand any of the lyrics? If you want to improve your performance, I would focus on that. Everything else seems golden.
Unsolicited advice
Good advice though
Good advice indeed, but not needed here I think.
I thought her diction was quite strong but I guess it’s a matter of opinion