What a price to pay for my love! Such are the fruits of my crimes! He's afraid of the tears that he makes me shed. Insensitive to the most tender passion that has ever been lit. Although my sighs might put an end to the injustice of his designs, he flees lest he should hear them. I forced a hundred monsters to surrender to him. In my heart where tranquil peace once reigned, I, who was always ready for every undertaking, I effaced all my natural traits. When involuntary impulses sought to catch me unaware, I made it a point of honor to resist them. He forgot the oaths that he swore a hundred times to me. The new commitment that his love inspired, My flight and exile-are these the sad results of endless homage I could expect from him? Can you believe my misfortune? Alas! Jason himself, faithless Jason urges me to leave. Quel prix de mon amour, quel fruit do mes forfaits, Il craint des pleurs qu'il m'oblige à repandre Insensible au feu le plus tendre Qu'on ait veu s'allumer jamais; Quand mes soupirs peuvent suspendre L'injustice de ses projets; Il fuit pour ne pas les entendre. J'ay forcé devant lay cent monstres à se rendre Dans mon crœur où regnoit une tranquille pais Toujours prompte à tout entreprendre J'ay scou de la natwo effacor tous les traits, Les mouvements du sang ont voulu me surprendre J'ay fait gloire de m'en deffendre, Et l'oubly des serments que cent fois il m'a faits; L'engagement nouveau que l'amour luy fait prendre, L'éloignement, l'exil, font les tristes effets De l'hommage eternel que j'en devois attendre Quel prix de amour, quel fruit de mes forfaits!
WOW. Thank you SO MUCH for posting this!!! The greatest scene of the greatest achievement of the greatest artist!!!
Pretty good video quality for 1693
C'est génial qu'un tel document existe.
Thanks so, so much for sharing this treasure.
Thank you for posting this! Amazing!
What a price to pay for my love!
Such are the fruits of my crimes!
He's afraid of the tears that he makes me shed.
Insensitive to the most tender passion that has ever been lit.
Although my sighs might put an end to the injustice of his designs,
he flees lest he should hear them.
I forced a hundred monsters to surrender to him.
In my heart where tranquil peace once reigned,
I, who was always ready for every undertaking,
I effaced all my natural traits.
When involuntary impulses sought to catch me unaware,
I made it a point of honor to resist them.
He forgot the oaths that he swore a hundred times to me.
The new commitment that his love inspired,
My flight and exile-are these the sad results
of endless homage I could expect from him?
Can you believe my misfortune?
Alas! Jason himself, faithless Jason urges me to leave.
Quel prix de mon amour, quel fruit do mes forfaits,
Il craint des pleurs qu'il m'oblige à repandre
Insensible au feu le plus tendre
Qu'on ait veu s'allumer jamais;
Quand mes soupirs peuvent suspendre
L'injustice de ses projets;
Il fuit pour ne pas les entendre.
J'ay forcé devant lay cent monstres à se rendre
Dans mon crœur où regnoit une tranquille pais
Toujours prompte à tout entreprendre
J'ay scou de la natwo effacor tous les traits,
Les mouvements du sang ont voulu me surprendre
J'ay fait gloire de m'en deffendre,
Et l'oubly des serments que cent fois il m'a faits;
L'engagement nouveau que l'amour luy fait prendre,
L'éloignement, l'exil, font les tristes effets
De l'hommage eternel que j'en devois attendre
Quel prix de amour, quel fruit de mes forfaits!
HOLY CRAP! Who found this? One of her very greatest roles! THANKS.