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Sung by Laine and Philip
PHILIP. I love thee! I love thee! LAINE. Nay, nay, thou lov'st me not! PHILIP. Dost thou not hear? I love thee! LAINE. My lord, thou hast forgot
Thou couldst not give me all, For, ah! full well I know That thy fond glance doth fall On one set high above me; Then prithee let me go! let me go! PHILIP. 'Tis false! my heart is free!
Yon Heav'n may hear my vow - I ne'er have loved but thee, I knew not love till now! LAINE. Ah, no, it may not be!
Thou art too high, too great; I am not fit to mate With one like thee! PHILIP. Yet Beauty's star doth shine
Above all earthly state; It makes the lowliest great - Aye, and it makes thee mine! mine! mine! LAINE. I too had seen a star;
And now, ah, now I know That shining star was Love! And now, ah, now I know - That shining star was Love! And now, ah, now I know, now I know That shining star was Love! PHILIP. For here my life's long quest
To find the loveliest Sweet love, Doth end, in thee, sweet love, in thee - Ever in love for thee, for thee!
BOTH. In thee, forever, forever, forever, forever. |
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