La partition « Acis et Galatea, Heart the seat of soft delight »

 

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Recitatif
'Tis done! Thus I exert my pow'r divine;
Be thou immortal, though thou art not mine!

Air de Galatea
Heart, the seat of soft delight,
Be thou now a fountain bright!
Purple be no more thy blood,
Glide thou like a crystal flood.
Rock, thy hollow womb disclose!
The bubbling fountain, lo! it flows;
Through the plains he joys to rove,
Murm'ring still his gentle love.

Traduction

Cease to beauty to be suing,
Ever whining love disdaining.
Let the brave their aims pursuing,
Still be conqu'ring not complaining.

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