Henry Purcell — Shake the cloud from off your brow

[BELINDA] Shake the cloud from off your brow Fate your wishes doth allow Empire growing Pleasures flowing Fortune smiles and so should you Shake the cloud from off your brow Shake the cloud from off your brow [COURTIERS] Banish sorrow, banish care Grief should ne'er approach the fair Banish sorrow, banish care Grief should ne’er approach the fair Should ne'er approach the fair Grief should ne'er, should ne’er approach the fair