La partition « Acis et Galatea, Heart the seat of soft delight »

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Recitatif
'Tis done! Thus I exert my pow'r divine;
Be thou immortal, though thou art not mine!

Air de Galatea
Heart, the seat of soft delight,
Be thou now a fountain bright!
Purple be no more thy blood,
Glide thou like a crystal flood.
Rock, thy hollow womb disclose!
The bubbling fountain, lo! it flows;
Through the plains he joys to rove,
Murm'ring still his gentle love.