Dialogue of Peace and Felicity, air de cour by Michel Lambert

Peace:

Sweet Felicity, let us not leave these places.

Felicity:

Sweet and charming Peace, where could we be better?

Both:

Neither toils nor sorrows
Dwell any longer in these woods,

Felicity:

The Shepherds are like Kings,

Both:

The Shepherdesses like Queens,

Peace:

I wish to be there always.

Peace:

And I always too.

Both:

Love is the only ill complained of here.

Peace:

The most rebellious winds are changed into Zephyrs.

Felicity:

The cruelest ills are changed into pleasures.

Both:

Here when one heart sighs,
Another heart answers it,
And that is all the noise made
By the Echoes that dare not tell everything.

Peace:

I wish to be there always.

Felicity:

And I always too.

Both:

Love is the only ill complained of here.

Michel Lambert

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