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In yonder grove, where cypress spreads its gloom, in whose dark shades no happy lovers stray, see where in tears the wretched Emma mourns her Harold’s absence and his too-hard fate, doomed from her arms in distant climes to roam, and tempt the fatal shaft in war’s alarms, while with suspense and doubtful fears oppressed, sad Emma wakes the grove with deep complaint, and likest Philomel the woods among, she thus in sweetest accents tun’d her song.
If thy too-cruel bow be bent, Stern Fate, to wound my Harold’s heart, O change for once thy dire intent, Or in my bosom plunge the dart, The happy means so may I prove To save my lord, my life, my love.
Elizabeth Linley (1754-1792)
Movement 3. Recitative: Thus sunk in deep distress
As when the sun, obscured by envious clouds, breaks through the gloom and brightens all around, so changed the scene where lovely Emma grieved, when, crowned with honour, the brave youth she found, and when hereafter to this grove she strayed, and heard the turtles from the cypress bough, for none but happy lovers sure, she said, this sweet sequestered scene was ever made.