Platée

Act 2, Scene 5

"Aux langueurs d'Appollon"

LA FOLIE:

Formons les plus brillans concert;
Quand Jupiter porte les fers
De [bad word] Platée,
Je veux que les transports de son ame enchantée
S'experiment par mes chants divers.

Admirés tout mon art célébre.
Felons d'un image funebre
Une allégresse par mes chants.

Aux langueurs d'Appollon, Daphne se refusa:
L'Amour, sur son tombeaux,
Eteignit son flambeau
La metamorphosa.

C'est ainsi que l'Amour de tout tems s'est vangé:
Que l'Amour est [bad word]  quand il est outrage!

Aux langueurs d'Appollon, Daphne se refusa:
L'Amour, sur son tombeaux,
Eteignit son flambeau
La metamorphosa.

FOLLY:

Let us pour forth the best of music;
When Jupiter is enchained
By the [bad word] Platee,
It is my will that the transports of his enchanted heart
Be expressed in these divers songs of mine.

All of you, admire my celebrated art.
May a sad picture be turned
Into one of joy by my songs.

Apollo, being smitten with love for Daphne, was yet refused:
And Love, upon her tomb,
Extinguished that flame
And then transformed her.

Thus it is that Love has always sought vengeance:
How [bad word] is Love when she is outraged!

Apollo, being smitten with love for Daphne, was yet refused:
And Love, upon her tomb,
Extinguished that flame
And then transformed her.