By beauteous softnessPurcell, HenryBy beauteous softness mix'd with majesty,An empire over ev'ry heart she gains;And from her awful pow'r none would be free,She with such sweetness and such justice reigns.
← LibraryPurcell, Henry · songBy beauteous softnessBy beauteous softness by Purcell, Henry with libretto, IPA, translation, and study tools.Audio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongBy beauteous softnessPurcell, HenryBybˈaɪbeauteousbjˈuːtiəssoftnesssˈɒftnəsmixmˈɪks'dwithwˈɪðmajestymˈædʒəsti,Anˈɐnempireˈɛmpaɪəoverˈəʊvɐevɪˈlek.trɑːn ˌvoʊlt'ryhearthˈɑːtsheʃˈiːgainsɡˈeɪnz;Andˈændfromfɹˈɒmherhˈɜːawfulˈɔːfəlpowpˈaʊ'rnonenʌnwouldwˈʊdbebˈiːfreefɹˈiː,Sheʃˈiːwithwˈɪðsuchsˈʌtʃsweetnessswˈiːtnəsandˈændsuchsˈʌtʃjusticedʒˈʌstɪsreignsɹˈeɪnz.