by John Dryden (1631 - 1700)
I see, she flies me
Language: English
Our translations: SPA
I see she flies me ev'rywhere, Her eyes her scorn discover; But what's her scorn or my despair, Since 'tis my fate to love her. Were she but kind whom I adore, I might live longer, but not love her more.
Text Authorship:
- by John Dryden (1631 - 1700) [author's text not yet checked 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 Henry Purcell (1658/9 - 1695), "I see, she flies me", Z. 573 no. 1 (1692?), from the incidental music to Aureng-Zebe -- or The Great Mogul, no. 1 [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- SPA Spanish (Español) (Javier Conte-Grand) , "Lo veo, ella huye de mí", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Virginia Knight
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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