Torquato Tasso,
Amyntas, A Tale of the Woods — Act III
(1820)
“ He breathes again! 'Twas but a passing swoon; He comes to himself.AMYNTAS.Oh Sorrow,Why dost thou so contrive to torture me, That death is spared me still. Thou art too merciful.Or wouldst thou leave the task to mine own hands? Content! Content! since thou wilt do it not, Or cannot. Oh if this dire news be true,And my great misery perfect, why stay longer? What can I look for more? Oh Daphne, Daphne, To this most bitter end 'twas thou didst keep me, Even to this end most bitter.A sweet and comely death might I have died, Compared with dying now. Thou didst prevent me ”
