Music: Henry Purcell
The Palace
Enter Dido, Belinda and train
BELINDA
Shake the cloud from off your brow,
Fate your wishes does allow;
Empire growing, pleasures flowing,
Fortune smiles and so should you.
Shake the cloud from off your brow.
CHORUS
Banish sorrow, banish care,
Grief should ne'er approach the fair.
Banish sorrow, banish care,
Grief should ne'er approach the fair.