Jul 2014
If my love for thee
Was not so profound,
You would hear not in me
Sorrow's baleful sound;
For as myself must flee
From this dark shore,
Conceiving visions of agony,
Of our love from each other torn.
Was not so profound,
You would hear not in me
Sorrow's baleful sound;
For as myself must flee
From this dark shore,
Conceiving visions of agony,
Of our love from each other torn.
Inspired by my favourite aria which is from the Ecco Dorinda il Giorno cantata by Giovanni Battista Bononcini.
