Merlin and Vivien, by Alfred Tennyson
A storm was coming, but the winds were still, ...
A storm was coming, but the winds were still, ...
I Hamelin town's in Brunswick,
By famous Ha...
Thee too, great Pales, will I hymn, and thee...
Chorus from The Phoenician Women O winged Fien...
Evil Enchantress spread thy raven wings,
Thy ...
Dost mind the summer day when first we met
Upo...
The night has come, when I may sleep,
To dre...