Marta Fridriksdottir
She never told her love - Marta Fridriksdottir (J. Haydn)
She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm in the bud,
Feed on her damask cheek...;
She sat, like Patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief.
sung by Icelandic soprano Marta Kristín Friðriksdóttir
The Text is from W. Shakespeare's Twelfth night.
Act 2 Scene 4 :
As Viola tells Orsino that her father had a daughter who was in love with a man and never told him. She kept her love bottled up inside her until it destroyed her, ruining her beauty.
