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Thy hand, Belinda, darkness shades me,
On thy bosom let me rest,
More I would, but Death invades me;
Death is now a welcome guest.
When I am laid in earth, May my wrongs create
No trouble in thy breast;
Remember me, but ah! forget my fate
Tuesday, April 5, 2016
DIDONE ABBANDONATA D'ENEA: Thy hand, Belinda, darkness shades me, on thy bosom let me rest, more I would, but Death invades me; Death is now a welcome guest. When I am laid am laid in earth, may my wrongs create no trouble in thy breast; remember me, but ah! forget my fate.
Speranza
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