Arsinoe, Queen of Cyprus An Opera, After the Italian Manner |
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SCENE I.
A Great Hall looking into a Garden.Ormondo with the Picture in his Hand, and Delbo.
Orm.
Charming Creature,
Every Feature
Of the Goddess I adore!
So sweet a Face
With such a Grace
Sure no Mortal Hand could frame;
Ah now I know
The God of Love,
'Twas he, 'twas he,
His fiery Dart
(No Human art)
This lovely form inspir'd!
Ah, now I know, &c.
Eyes that kill'd me with Disdain
Here with pitty seem to move;
'Tis he, 'tis he, the God of Love
'Tis he who gave the Wound.
But Repenting
And Relenting
Chooses here to ease my pain.
Eyes that kill'd me, &c.
| Arsinoe, Queen of Cyprus | |