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2.S The FILLJGE OPERA. Aa 11.
called Reafon and Honour forbid them both. What do I then
purfue? A Shadow: When I have her in my PofTcflion, as I
hope I fliall foon, how am I to behave? My Blood rebels at
the Queftiori. There fhe is, and Rofella with her, on the Ter-
race -Oh my Heart ! my Heart ! how it dances at the Sight.
AIR XXII
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Young Jemmy was a Lad, ^c.
0)f:r\Parefit phus in Paradife %
r'^held theV^irginfair^ J
♦, And trembling vj'ith ecftatkk Joys^
\ Cdnfefs'*d his HeaiPn vjas there:
^l6omiK'gj!^ature pour'^d her 'Treafure^
wreathing round, him ev'ry Sweet ;
Yet Hill he pofeft'd this treasure
All his ^lifswas imordpleat.
A? llie was at work in the Pavilion one Day, my Friend Shade-
well ftole.tHis Refemblaace of Jier; here I will for ever wear it :
tho' thefe dead Gcloursreprefent but ill the living Features, in
her Abfence they give me Joy. They come this way ; where
ihalli conceal my felf ? yo^i Arbour is Hot yet darkned enough
with the Leaves to hide me: I will throw my felf on the Turf
and pretend to lleep, perhaps i may have the good Fortune to
overhear fonrie of their Secrets; they fay Women never open
their Hearts bat to t>he another. C-
^ [Colin throws himfelf on the Turf as ajleep*
Kordh and Betty, coming forward.
Rof WouM I coaM llsep 'till Twelve at Night,

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