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They tell us that your mighty powers

Tekst: John Dryden

Prelude & Song (Orazia):
 They tell us that your mighty powers above
 Make perfect your joys and your blessings by Love.
 Ah! Why do you suffer the blessing that's there
 To give a poor lover such sad torments here?

 

 Yet though for my passion such grief I endure,
My love shall like yours still be constant and pure.
To suffer for him gives an ease to my pains
There's joy in my grief and there's freedom in chains;

 

 If I were divine he could love me no more
And I in return my adorer adore
O let his dear life then, kind Gods, be your care
For I in your blessings have no other share.

 

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Men zegt dat uw machtige krachten

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Prelude & Song (Orazia):
  Men zegt dat uw machtige krachten daarboven
  uw vreugden en zegeningen vervolmaken door Liefde.
  Ach! Waarom duldt u dat de zegen daar
  een arme minnares hier zoveel verdriet moet geven?

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