[Recitativo]
No, non turbarti, o Nice; io non ritorno
A parlarti d’amor. So che ti spiace;
Basta così. Vedi che il ciel minaccia 
Improvvisa tempesta; alle capanne
Se vuoi ridurre il gregge, io vengo solo
[A]1 offrir l’opra mia. Che! non paventi?
Osserva che a momenti
Tutto s’oscura il ciel, che il vento in giro
La polve innalza e le cadute foglie.
Al [fremer]2 della selva, al volo incerto
Degli augelli smarriti, a queste rare,
[Che ci cadon sul volto]3, umide stille,
Nice io preveggo...Ah! non tel dissi, o Nice,
Ecco il lampo, ecco il tuono. Or che farai?
Vieni, senti; ove vai? non è più tempo 
Di pensare alla greggia. In questo speco 
Riparati frattanto: [io farò teco]4.

[Aria]
Ma tu tremi, o mio tesoro!
Ma tu palpiti, cor mio!
Non [temer]2, con te son io,
Né d’amor ti parlerò.
Mentre folgori, e baleni
Sarò teco, amata Nice,
Quando il ciel si rassereni,
Nice ingrata, io partirò.

L. Beethoven sets stanza 2 in (at least) one setting - see below for more information

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Confirmed with La letteratura italiana: storia e testi, Vol. 6, I - Il Settecento, Carlo Muscetta, Bari [poi] Roma; Bari: Laterza, 1973, pp. 293-295.

¹ Beethoven: "Ad"
² Beethoven, WoO 92a: "tremar"
³ Beethoven: "Che mi cadon sul viso"
⁴ Beethoven: "e sarò teco"

Text Authorship:

• by Pietro Antonio Domenico Bonaventura Trapassi (1698 - 1782), as Pietro Metastasio, "La tempesta", subtitle: "Cantata VII", appears in Cantate, in 3. Il Trionfo della Gloria, in 7. La tempesta [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

• by Ludwig van Beethoven (1770 - 1827), "No, non turbarti", WoO. 92a (1801-1802), published 1802 [ soprano and orchestra ] [sung text checked 1 time]
• by Ludwig van Beethoven (1770 - 1827), "Ma tu tremi, o mio tesoro", WoO 99 no. 2, stanza 2 [ vocal trio for soprano, alto, and tenor ], from Mehrstimmige italienische Gesänge, no. 2 [sung text checked 1 time]

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

• ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Bertram Kottmann , Garrett Medlock [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2018-10-12
Line count: 27
Word count: 166

Recitative
No, do not be troubled, oh Nice; I do not return
To speak to you of love. I know that you are sorry;
Enough of that. See that the sky threatens
A sudden tempest; to the sheds
You wish to withdraw your flock; I come only
To offer my charity. What! are you not afraid?
Observe that in moments
All the sky darkens, that the wind in a spiral
Stirs up the dust and the fallen leaves.
At the shuddering of the forest, at the uncertain flight
Of the bewildered birds, at these rare,
Wet drops, Which fall onto my/our face, 
Nice I foresee...Ah! did I not say, oh Nice,
Here is the lightning, here the thunder. Now what will you do?
Come, listen; where are you going? there is no longer time
To think of your flock. In this cave
Take refuge meanwhile: [I will do so with you]1.

Aria
But you tremble, oh my treasure!
But you pound, my heart!
[Fear]2 not, I am with you,
Nor of love will I speak.
Among thunderbolts and lightning flashes
I will be with you, beloved Nice,
When the sky clears,
Ungrateful Nice, I will depart.