Judge of My Sorrow, Air de cour by Michel Lambert

Air de cour by Michel Lambert Themes LovePeriod 17th century

Judge of my sorrow in these sad farewells,
You are going to abandon these places forever,
And you forbid me, cruel one, to follow you:
Can nothing stop you?
Alas! how could I live?
Since I must at last leave you.

If the pains that your eyes have long made me suffer
Are pains so cruel that I must die of them,
At least, charming Iris, that I may expire near you,
When you see my sad fate,
Perhaps, alas! you will be able to say,
It is I who give you death.

Michel Lambert

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