That only she,
That only she we love!
Chor. This is the joy, all joys above, &c.
Man sings. And if we may discover
What charms both nymph and lover,
'Tis, when the fair at mercy lies,
With kind and amorous anguish,
To sigh, to look, to languish,
On each other's eyes!
Chorus of all Men and Women.