ASTRÉE

Ah ! ne rappellez point une injuste défense

Mes pleurs ont lavé cette offence,

« Deviez vous suivre cette loy !

May. lay the. burden | LR ana

Of nue -eternal.

To his Loin clayest breast…

de telles

1e sink in slumbers Death, grim AO, will fold

Me in his leaden arms, and pre

me. close

My soul, enlarged from its vile

| bonds, will mount

And range the starry orbs, and milky ways Se

of that refulgent world, where

°. shall swim

.In liquid light, and float on seas.

| of bliss To my Alphonso? s soul. O joy too.

great ?

Le) tan of thought ! Help =" Anselmo !

Help me Alphonso. ! take me, reach thy hand !.

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OSMYN (ascends from the tomb) Who calls that wretcheda thing - that was Alphonso ?

ALMÉRIA Angels, and all the host of Hea-.

ven, Support mie ! Mercy, providence ! O speak

Speak to it quickly, quickly, ? speak to me, Comfort me, help me, hold me,

hide me, hide me, Leonora, in thy bosom...

OSMYN Amazemient and illusion !

Rivet and ñail me where I stanà, ye powers, That motionless I may be stil} deceived.

Let me not stir, nor breathe, lest.

Al dissolve That tender, lovely form of pair.

ted air So like Almeria, CLOS

de

GA Aurofent arrosé mon tombeau ?

Divinités, de mon sort envieuses.

de circonstance.

larmes ge ue

-VOus un destin si beau ?

| | Les yeux de la divine Astrée

ont vengé de votre éourroux.

Vous tie les plaisirs les plus 1. AOUX,

| Descendez an une contrée Où de semblables yeux puissent

Peer, pour Vous.

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ae thou ar heard my prayer :

| ALMÉRIA I would tell thee all

If I could speak : how I have mourned and prayed:

For I have proue to thee like to

a Saint, 7°

for thou art come:

Why dost thou weep, and hola

thee from my arms ?

Come, come to my heart !

Grant me but life, good Heaven, . but length of day,

To pay somie part, some little of this debt,

This countless sum of tenderness … and love