Of sternest fate that dooms to die
Such beauty rare! Oh! heavens high!
And stars! behold! and sigh!

WOMAN.
My sad, sad lay repeat,
Ye caverns deep;
With notes of sorrow greet
Her death, ye mountains steep;
Re-echo, woods, and silent hills,
My grief; and ye, soft rippling rills!

1ST MAN.
Alas! dire grief

2ND MAN.
Without relief!

1ST MAN.
Cruel death!

2ND MAN.
Fell decree

ALL THREE (_together_).
Of sternest fate that dooms to die
Such beauty rare! Oh! heavens high!
And stars! behold! and sigh!

2ND MAN.