"Our pleasures have chosen refuge in these fields, this tranquil resting place. O, how charming..."

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Our pleasures have chosen refuge

in these fields, this tranquil resting place.

O, how charming this place is for the blissful lovers!

It is Venus who cages with her chains

A thousand birds singing of us, day and night in our woods.

If our love brought only misery and misfortune

they would not be chanting so melodiously as they do now.

All is in your favour, young hearts,

So take advantage of some fleeting happiness.

For in the winter of our years, Love reigns no more,

Those summers of love will be lost, lost forevermore.

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- Passacaille, from Armide - Jean Baptiste Lully

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