Purcell – The Cold Song from his opera 1691 King Arthur | Klaus Nomi – New York 1982, just months before he would die of complications relating to AIDS.
What power art thou, who from below
Hast made me rise unwillingly and slow
From beds of everlasting snow
See’st thou not (how stiff) and wondrous old
Far unfit to bear the bitter cold,
I (can scarcely move or draw my breath)
Let me, let me freeze again to death.