制作
出演艺人
扎卡里・怀尔德
男高音
蒂博・鲁塞尔
表演者
作曲和作词
约翰・科普拉里奥
作曲
歌词
O grief, how divers are thy shapes wherein men languish?
Thy face sometime with tears thou fill'st,
Sometime the heart thou kill'st
With unseen anguish.
Sometime thou smil'st to view how fate
Plays with our human state:
So far from surety here
Are all our earthly joys,
That what our strong hope builds, when least we fear,
A stronger power destroys.
O fate, why shouldst thou take from kings their joy and treasure?
Their image if men should deface,
'Twere death, which thou dost race
Ev'n at thy pleasure.
Wisdom of holy kings yet knows
Both what it hath, and owes.
Heav'ns hostage which you bred
And nursed with such choice care
Is ravished now great king, and from us led
When we were least aware.
Written by: John Coprario
