What tho' his guilt my heart hath torn - Arne, Thomas

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"A song written for a production of The Desert Island (1759)."

⌛ Period → Classical ◈ Genre → Arias ♬ Voicing → solo high ¶ Language → English

Parts 1

Instruments Basso continuo, Flute

Pages 2

CPDL # 77037

Editor Christopher Shaw

Posted 2023-11-07

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¶Lyrics / Text

What tho' his guilt my heart hath torn, Yet lovely is his mien; His eyes mild op'ning as the morn Around each grace is seen. But oh! Ye nymphs, your loves ne'er let him win, For oh! Deceit and falsehood dwell within. From his red lips his accents stole, More soft than vernal snows; They melting came, and in the soul Desire and joy arose. But oh! ye nymphs, ne'er listen to his art, For oh! base falsehood rankles in his heart. He left me in this lonely state; He fled and left me here, Another Ariadne's fate, To mourn the live-long year: He fled, but oh! what pains the heart must prove, Revealing thus the crimes of him we love.