Torna mio bene ascolta

Opera details:

Opera title:

Ascanio in Alba

Composer:

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

Language:

Italian

Synopsis:

Ascanio in Alba Synopsis

Libretto:

Ascanio in Alba Libretto

Translation(s):

English

Aria details:

Type:

aria

Role(s):

Ascanio

Voice(s):

Mezzo-Soprano

Act:

2.13

Previous scene: Anima grande ah lascia
Next scene: Che strana meraviglia

Ascanio in Alba, K. 111: Act II Scene 5: Aria - Torna mio bene, ascolta

Singer: Rosa Mannion

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Ascanio in Alba, K. 111: Act II Scene 5: Aria - Torna mio bene, ascolta · Raphael Boulay

Mozart: Ascanio in Alba

℗ 1995 Naxos

Released on: 1995-05-15

Artist: Raphael Boulay
Artist: Michael Chance
Artist: Jill Feldman
Artist: Rosa Mannion
Artist: Howard Milner
Artist: Lorna Windsor
Choir: Paris Sorbonne University Choir
Conductor: Jacques Grimbert
Orchestra: Concerto Armonico Budapest
Composer: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

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Ascanio in Alba K 111 Act II Scene 5 Aria Torna mio bene ascolta 159266
1 - Rosa Mannion
Mozart Ascanio in Alba K111 Part 2 Torna mio bene ascolta No25 Aria 159269
2 - Agnes Baltsa

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Libretto/Lyrics/Text/Testo:


SCENA QUINTA
Ascanio solo.

ASCANIO
Ahi la crudel come scoccato dardo
S'involò dal mio sguardo! Incauto, ed io
Quasi di fé mancai.
Chi a tante prove, o Dea,
D'amore, e di virtù regger potea?
Di sì gran dono, o Madre,
Ricco mi fai, che più non può mortale
Desiar dagli Dèi: e vuoi, ch'io senta
Tutto il valor del dono. Ah sì, mia Silvia,
Troppo, troppo maggiore
Sei de la fama. Ora i tuoi pregi intendo:
Or la ricchezza mia tutta comprendo
Torna mio bene, ascolta.
Il tuo fedel son io.
Amami pur ben mio:
No, non t'inganna Amor.
Quella, che in seno accolta
Serbi virtù sì rara,
A gareggiar prepara
Coll'innocente cor.
Si ritira in disparte.

English Libretto or Translation:


SCENE FIFTH
Ascanio alone.

ASCANIO
Ah the cruel as a darted body
He flew from my gaze! Incauto, and me
Almost of me I was missing.
Who at many trials, o Goddess,
Of love, and of virtue regger potea?
Yes, a great gift, Mother,
Rich you make me, that more can not mortal
Desiar from the Gods: and you want me to hear
All the value of the gift. Ah yes, my Silvia,
Too much, too much
You are of fame. Now your qualities I mean:
Or my richness I understand
Come back my good, listen.
Your faithful is me.
Love me though my own:
No, Amor does not mislead you.
That, which is accepted
Serbian virtues so rare,
To compete he prepares
With the innocent cor.
He withdraws on the sidelines.

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Mozart Opera Arias: Mezzo-Soprano