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Show O PrER i ai & a Hannibal's Overthrow 3 the Gydy, - Who through blind tracks finds o t 2 Womans Heart gnchtedioushw;fl & Lac here's, a bar, a ftop to all his Art Sy - Who wou'd not fwear that fuch a Love was true koew b Sopb. Dol not love you: By the Gods I do f k '1xex\,. 4 ke S0 t X000 Flae Y, al foro To me, who love you with a Heart entire - the Lan H { 4 iR K Myl Ohthou diffembler! once this wou'd have done; p But all thy practisd wiles at laft are known Juft fo fhe talk'd, and fo (he wept before And with that beauteous honeft look fhe fwore : Gods/ if I ftay, I fhall believe again Farewell thou greateft pleafure, greateft pain Soph. By all our loves, thiseanmunf t notbe Thofe crtfé%\w:c_@_s_g'mdd not be meantto me g ( 1 7 Wy &/ /5. AT mor e la ftin g than the Veltal's Fite aldtesighes -, To me, who am indeed all one defire Ure ruind | july TAIPrince, thyLoviseall my lightand health ‘ uilbidfal] st~ The TreafureI would hdfird,"'m'y_‘ffi_‘qu"W‘gfi.{fh}"' 3 (neatbnei Take not that from me Jiol bty e ¥ou fhall not go, till you have left me dead CERT 19 Eerdoofe yoar-Fires; and thaw thls frozen Heart ;. 7fs~ / ¢ troubles D aarih flouriind i L. Andthou, dread God of Love, try every Dart v . YoufhaHnot ftir o edl bous me 10 k Kudlh What means this rifing Flood J \Feeps .v 5 ;l'[}]fc, og 2. }g'O'J hlde' W IE '»5 L nd if his Souk would thropgh his Lips cxhalc / -- 1 » i 8Bnoels I fee, and Gods are dancmg; f B . 0l| i(c, Madam, rife; eachfigh, each foftning glance 1i Tr nc ulls my loud wrongs; I'm hufh'd, and 1 Ga o Men.. His Sighs flow from him . with {o Puilofig 4.1, " i mO clean.sh data import.tsv out README 27 Sh fh n l y a t Sille grafps my Heart, and cries, She'l havei ak SIis {o, her Eyes refiftlefs Magick bea;‘-] i y L ;0 b S }3"6;}@ o o an , 1 10 o0 g nl¥umane thou 1 i) Tonghts o § ffiR-cgznge on after Ages this difgrace fr';',mmglzun@q . And¥ only Monfters make of Humane Race In kghmmg,r&q i 7‘% k ,51; Nature will ftare at fgch ingratitude i 2 O hear my fighs, my Vews, ye PoWers above, Itany Power like me could ever loye i S [&neeln My tears tillnow were never vainly thed e OVergrovt e K Maf2 'Tis but vain delay Soph. Unkindly urg'd ; why do you turn away ] ?f | 1 1 adC. i |R iFi Soph: |