Fled is my lovePurcell, HenryFled is my Love, for ever gone!Oh! mighty Loss! Eternal Sorrow!Yet prethee Strephon, why should'st mourn?For if thy Celia wont return,to her thou shalt go to-morrow.
← LibraryPurcell, Henry · songFled is my loveSong 3 of 7lyrics: Thomas d'UrfeyAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongFled is my lovelyrics: Thomas d'UrfeyFledflˈɛdisˈɪzmymˈaɪLovelˈʌv,forfˈɔːeverˈɛvɐgoneɡˈɒn!Ohˈəʊ!mightymˈaɪtiLosslˈɒs!EternalɪtˈɜːnəlSorrowsˈɒɹəʊ!YetjˈɛtpretheeStrephon,whywˈaɪshouldʃˈʊd'stseɪntmournmˈɔːn?ForfˈɔːifˈɪfthyðˈaɪCeliawontwˈɒntreturnɹɪˈtɜːn,totˈuːherhˈɜːthouðaʊshaltʃˈæltgoɡˈəʊtotˈuː-morrow.