<P> The duet is written in the key of G major with a time signature . The voices are accompanied by violins, viola and continuo . There is an 8 measure instrumental introduction followed by 20 measures of Rachelina singing the theme . Callorando repeats these 20 measures with new text before Rachelina joins him for 12 more that repeat half of the theme . The orchestra then concludes the piece with 4 measures . After some recitative, Callorando leaves the stage and Pistofolo appears . The duet is repeated entirely as before, but this time with Pistofolo (who sings an entirely new set of words) rather than Collandro . Without ornamentation, the range for each singer covers the interval of a minor seventh (from F#to E for Rachelina and F#to E for Callorandro and Pistofolo). The duet would have been ornamented by singers according to the custom of the day . </P> <P> Beethoven composed six variations in G major for piano, WoO 70, in 1795 . Other composers that have used the theme include Paganini ("Introduction and variations in G major" for violin, Op. 38, MS 44, 1827), Fernando Sor (Fantasie, Op. 16 for guitar 1823), Friedrich Silcher (flute and piano), Mauro Giuliani (guitar and keyboard), Giovanni Bottesini (for double bass), Nicola Antonio Manfroce, Johann Nepomuk Hummel, and Johann Baptist Wanhal . </P> <Table> <Tr> <Td> <P> Rachelina: Nel cor più non mi sento Brillar la gioventù . Cagion del mio tormento, Amor, ci hai colpa tu . Mi stuzzichi, mi mastichi, mi pungichi, mi pizzichi; Che cosa è questo ahimè? Pietà, pietà, pietà! Amore è un certo che, Che disperar mi fa! Collandro: Ti sento, si ti sento, bel fior di gioventù . Cagion del mio tormento, Anima mia sei tu . Mi stuzzichi, mi mastichi, mi pungichi, mi pizzichi; Che cosa è questo ahimè? Pietà, pietà, pietà! Quel viso è un certo che, che delirar mi fa . Il Notaro (Pistofolo): Bandiera d'ogni vento, Conosco che sei tu Da uno sino a cento Burli la gioventù . Tu stuzzichi, tu pizzichi, Tu pungichi, tu mastichi; Che ognuno strilla: oime! pieta pieta pieta la donna e un certo che, che abbrustolir mi fa . </P> </Td> <Td> <P> In my heart I no more feel The sparkle of youth . The cause of my torment Love is the guilty one . You tease me, you bite me . You prick me, you pinch me . What is this thing, alas! Pity! Love is a certain something Which makes me despair . I hear you, yes I hear you, beautiful flower of youth . The cause of my torment My soul, it is you . You tease me, you bite me . You prick me, you pinch me . What is this thing, alas! Pity! That face is one which makes me delirious . Flag of every wind I know it's you: The one in a hundred sparkle of youth . You tease me, you pinch me, you prick me, you bite me . That everyone cries: alas! Pity! That woman is the one That burns us . </P> </Td> </Tr> </Table> <Tr> <Td> <P> Rachelina: Nel cor più non mi sento Brillar la gioventù . Cagion del mio tormento, Amor, ci hai colpa tu . Mi stuzzichi, mi mastichi, mi pungichi, mi pizzichi; Che cosa è questo ahimè? Pietà, pietà, pietà! Amore è un certo che, Che disperar mi fa! Collandro: Ti sento, si ti sento, bel fior di gioventù . Cagion del mio tormento, Anima mia sei tu . Mi stuzzichi, mi mastichi, mi pungichi, mi pizzichi; Che cosa è questo ahimè? Pietà, pietà, pietà! Quel viso è un certo che, che delirar mi fa . Il Notaro (Pistofolo): Bandiera d'ogni vento, Conosco che sei tu Da uno sino a cento Burli la gioventù . Tu stuzzichi, tu pizzichi, Tu pungichi, tu mastichi; Che ognuno strilla: oime! pieta pieta pieta la donna e un certo che, che abbrustolir mi fa . </P> </Td> <Td> <P> In my heart I no more feel The sparkle of youth . The cause of my torment Love is the guilty one . You tease me, you bite me . You prick me, you pinch me . What is this thing, alas! Pity! Love is a certain something Which makes me despair . I hear you, yes I hear you, beautiful flower of youth . The cause of my torment My soul, it is you . You tease me, you bite me . You prick me, you pinch me . What is this thing, alas! Pity! That face is one which makes me delirious . Flag of every wind I know it's you: The one in a hundred sparkle of youth . You tease me, you pinch me, you prick me, you bite me . That everyone cries: alas! Pity! That woman is the one That burns us . </P> </Td> </Tr>

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