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FROM METASTASIO.
É la fede degli amanti,
Come l' Araba fenice, &c.
Come l' Araba fenice, &c.
The faith that lovers boast their own
Is like the Arabian bird;
For while to none its form is known,
By all its fame is heard.
Is like the Arabian bird;
For while to none its form is known,
By all its fame is heard.
Go—from its ashes bid it rise
Immortal to my view,
And know the changeless faith you prize
Shall be immortal too.
Immortal to my view,
And know the changeless faith you prize
Shall be immortal too.
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