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I had no other alternative but to obey. The mysterious power of song came to me in my dreams at least I thought so for I sang 'Sento l'amica speme' in excellent style. "The next morning my uncle had hunted up everybody who could fiddle and blow for the rehearsal. He was proud to show what good musicians the town possessed; but everything seemed to go perversely wrong.
By strangers honoured, and by strangers mourn'd! Every thing contributed to soften my heart, though not to lower my spirits. For when a Florentine asked me, how I came to cry so? I answered, in the words of their divine Mestastasio: "Che questo pianto mio Tutto non è dolor; E meraviglia, e amore, E riverenza, e speme, Son mille affetti assieme Tutti raccolti al cor."
I can still remember the words of the beginning, 'Sento l'amica speme. My heart was oppressed; I had never had an idea of anything of the kind.
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