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Tolomeo, re d'Egitto - HWV 25

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Silent Worship, Movie Emma
Ptolemy King of Egypt HWV 25
Georg Friedrich Haendel

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Composer	Georg Friedrich Haendel (1685 - 1759)
Instrumentation	Piano solo
Style	Baroque
Arranger Publisher	Heidtmann, Klaus (1952 - ) Follow this artist 59 Contact
Key	G major
Date	1728
Copyright	Public Domain
Aria "Non lo dirò col labbro" from Tolomeo Re d'Egitto, transposed from E to G major
	Added by kheidtmann, 08 Jul 2017

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LYRICS
Non lo dirò col labbro
Che tanto ardir non ha.
Forse con le faville
Dell'avide pupille,
Per dir come tutt'ardo,
Lo sguardo parlera
Non lo dirò col labbro
Che tanto ardir non ha.

Translation:
I will not say it with my lips which have not that courage;
Perhaps the sparks of my burning eyes, revealing my passion, my glance will speak.

Silent Worship

Did you not hear My Lady
Go down the garden singing
Blackbird and thrush were silent
To hear the alleys ringing.

Oh saw you not My Lady
Out in the garden there
Shaming the rose and lily
For she is twice as fair.

Though I am nothing to her
Though she must rarely look at me
And though I could never woo her
I love her till I die.

Surely you heard My Lady
Go down the garden singing
Silencing all the songbirds
And setting the alleys ringing.

But surely you see My Lady
Out in the garden there
Rivaling the glittering sunshine
With a glory of golden hair.

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