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OblivionSouave

Quoth SongBook

Adagiati, Poppea,

acquietati, anima mia:

sarai ben custodita.

Oblivion soave

i dolci sentimenti

in te, figlia, addormenti.

Posatevi, occhi ladri;

aperti, deh, che fate,

se chiusi ancor rubate?

Poppea, rimanti in pace;

luci care e gradite,

dormite, omai dormite.

.

Lie down now, Poppea,

hush, my darling;

you shall be guarded.

May gentle oblivion

lull sweet thoughts

in you, my child.

Now rest, thievish eyes;

why stay open

if you can steal all hearts even when closed?

Poppea, rest calmly;

dear eyes, fond eyes,

sleep now, sleep.