Certainly, @Chyntuck. You have received Eccles's wonderful mad-song "Haste, give me wings." The speaker of the song is a young shepherd (who in the play for which the song was composed was played as a "trouser role" by a female singer) driven mad by unrequited love: Spoiler: Lyrics Haste, give me wings and let me fly, That I may mount the starry sky, And there of all the gods enquire How I may quench my fierce desire. See, see, where the charming nymph does lie; Oh! Give her to me, or I die. I’ll mount above and rescue my love, And I’ll tumble the tyrant down, He shall not dare to court my fair, Though graced with th’imperial crown. See! Neptune with his wat’ry train Come, come, ye Tritons, all around, Come plunge me in the briny main, And all my flames confound. Here's a recording, featuring soprano Tara Bailey-Medina accompanied by Natasha Marin, harpsichord: Spoiler: Video Enjoy!