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SILVIA-, Or,
Such are your Afflictions ; and they, from their excef-
five Greamefs, fhall, like fome dreadful Virion, find their End.
Sil. Good Man! He knows not that all has been difcover'd
to me already. ]_Afide.'] Shall I deceive the belt of Fathers, and
by Hypocrify make that my Crime, which is but my Misfor-
tune? No. Whatever Difcovery you make of his Faults, for-
give me, if I fay, that I muft love him (till. True, Virtue for-
bids all Converle with* him, and I obey ; his Grimes 1 hate;
his Fall from Virtue I hment ; his Perfon, tho' 1 never fee, nor
wifh to fee again, 'tis itill certain, I mull ever, ever love.
A I R XLIX. One Night, when ail the Village flept.
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Tou happy Maids, who never knew,
The Pains of conflant Love,
Be wart? d by me, and never do
'The lingering Torture prove.
IVtfdom, here , brings no Relief,
And Refolut ion's vain ;
Oppofwg, we increafe our Grief
And f after bind the Chain.
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