Fatto inferno e il mio petto

English Libretto or Translation:

Scene VI
Grimoaldo alone

Grimoaldo
Into a hell itself my breast is turn`d,
I have three furies reigning in my heart
arm`d with more scourges than hell’s furies are;
Love, Jealousy and Indignation.
Methinks, I by some Cerberus am gnaw`d,
the dog of many mouths; such my remorse is,
it barks aloud – it’s cries torment my ear
howling it seems to cry – thou, Grimoaldo,
thou`rt a rank traitor, perj`ror, usurper,
a most flagitious tyrant.
But try, my wearied eye, if this sweet air
can sooth you to a gentle short repose,
here, Grimoaldo, try to favour sleep,
and if, among the fountains and the flowers,
you find the balmy ease leaf, then ye` leave
of haughty palaces th`uneasy thrones
for the souls rest is precious above crowns.