'My beautiful love, farewell! Heaven has not deigned to grant us happiness. Behold, sundered before being tied, that purest knot with which our wills alone joined our souls together. Live! Yield to fate! Yield to duty! My death absolves you from your oath; alas, united to a more worthy consort, live a happier, more joyous life. Remember me, but never let the dear memory of an unhappy husband disturb your rest. Queen, I go forth to obey you. Ah, let all my fury end with my death. Ceres, Alfeo, sweet wife, farewell! Remain, my dear! Bitter death separates me, oh, God, from you. Have care for her fate, try at least to console her. I go -- alas, farewell forever! This anguish, this passing is horrid for me. Remain, my dear...Ah, where is the temple, the altar? Come, hasten the vendetta. This bitter life can no longer be endured. Where is the temple?..."
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