2nd Man.
Without relief!
1st Man.
Cruel death!
2nd Man.
Fell decree
All Three (together).
Of sternest fate that dooms to die
Such beauty rare! Oh! heavens high!
And stars! behold! and sigh!
Woman.
My sad, sad lay repeat,
Ye caverns deep;
With notes of sorrow greet
Her death, ye mountains steep;
Re-echo, woods, and silent hills,
My grief; and ye, soft rippling rills!
1st Man.
Alas! dire grief
2nd Man.
Without relief!
1st Man.
Cruel death!
2nd Man.
Fell decree
All Three (together).
Of sternest fate that dooms to die
Such beauty rare! Oh! heavens high!
And stars! behold! and sigh!