Il sacerdote Aceste intanto sta facendo i preparativi per le nozze; Fauno e i Pastori cantano le lodi a Venere. Silvia vede Ascanio e rimane profondamente turbata: lo desidera ma pensa di essere promessa ad un altro. Aceste la tranquillizza. Silvia e i Pastori si preparano ad accogliere la dea con cori e ghirlande di fiori. Venere compie un miracolo: tramuta gli alberi in colonne.
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A his Nymphs in his arms. I mean, oh God! He burns my face: and he does not believe me His promised Ascanius. They make atrocious battle in that beautiful core. And from the painful deception Free it I can not In his eyes At least this laborious object was invaded As long as the Goddess comes.
Here I am hiding: And not far from her He released his words I will keep my guards in his face. To my well I look forward, Of his heart I feel worth it, And the law still hampers me.
Ah break the raw lace, Enough the chorus suffered. If mercy of the lovers Bella Diva the sen you move, Do not want so much evidence Shake them each way. He withdraws from the scene. Where do you get in? Because you flee like this! Where do I spend alas? Yes, it finally resolves. This misleading enchantment breaks down at the end.
But I did not see The adorned features Even with my own eyes? No, it does not matter. From them flee. If the Ciel so proves me, I aim my victory And if my Spouse Was that what I saw? I flattered. Because in such a sweet moment Do not reveal yourself to me? And if you were there it was See that I know Himself to sire Him, And the beloved semblant to the merts on. Unhappy my affections, Sol sigh for you, and peno, Innocent is this breast: Ah this alma, eternal Gods, You make me what it was.
More imaginative flattery Do not come back to me.
Ascanio in Alba, K 111
Libretto: Ascanio in Alba
Ascanio in Alba