by Pietro Antonio Domenico Bonaventura Trapassi (1698 - 1782), as Pietro Metastasio

Di tante sue procelle
Language: Italian (Italiano) 
Di tante sue procelle
già si scordò quest’alma;
già ritrovò la calma
sul volto del mio ben.
 
Fra l’ire delle stelle
se palpitò d’orrore,
or di contento il core
va palpitando in sen.

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