Scene 3 Galatea, kneeling by the sleeping Pygmalion in their cottage
Galatea
What is the secret of existence
But a divine gift that was twice received ?
Once, the genius of Art gave instance
Thence, from gods’ breath the spirit conceived ?
Pygmalion, husband, creator, friend, and love
Is it a glimpse of sorrow on your face ?
My life span is a year, spent by your side
Wherein you showered me with kisses each dawn
Yet tonight, of your love, I see no trace
Tonight, I see the veil that masks a fear
but I shall ask not for the truth unveiled
Let not the eyes search for false happiness
That was not meant for a human to find
Swear an eternal love as you did the day
you forewent Reason in the will to pray
When with a breath of Venus I came to life
Know that if Galatea once was the work of the mind
None but the name remains in your wife
Ageless stone may tell of miracles, but will not love
Yet our mortal hearts are forever entwined
Galatea
What is the secret of existence
But a divine gift that was twice received ?
Once, the genius of Art gave instance
Thence, from gods’ breath the spirit conceived ?
Pygmalion, husband, creator, friend, and love
Is it a glimpse of sorrow on your face ?
My life span is a year, spent by your side
Wherein you showered me with kisses each dawn
Yet tonight, of your love, I see no trace
Tonight, I see the veil that masks a fear
but I shall ask not for the truth unveiled
Let not the eyes search for false happiness
That was not meant for a human to find
Swear an eternal love as you did the day
you forewent Reason in the will to pray
When with a breath of Venus I came to life
Know that if Galatea once was the work of the mind
None but the name remains in your wife
Ageless stone may tell of miracles, but will not love
Yet our mortal hearts are forever entwined
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