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202 That great Endearments I forsake, is true, But greater far the Hopes that I pursue: The Pride of having sav'd the Youths of Greece, (Each Life more precious than our Golden Fleece;) A nobler Soil by me shall be possest, I shall see Towns with Arts, and Manners blest; And, what I prize above the World beside, Enjoy my Jasonand when once his Bride, Be more than Mortal, and to Gods ally'd. They talk of Hazards I must first sustain, Of floating Islands justling in the Main; Our tender Barque expos'd to dreadful Shocks Of fierce Charybdis Gulf, and Scyllas Rocks, Where breaking Waves in whirling Eddies rowl, And rav'nous Dogs that in deep Caverns howl: Amidst these Terrors, while I lye possest Of him I love, and lean on Jason's Breast, In Tempests unconcern'd I will appear, Or, only for my Husband's Safety fear. Didst thou say Husband?canst thou so deceive Thy self, fond Maid, and thy own Cheat believe? In vain thou striv'st to varnish o'er thy Shame, And grace thy Guilt with Wedlock's sacred Name. Pull off the coz'ning Masque, and oh! in time Discover, and avoid the fatal Crime. She ceas'dthe Graces now, with kind Surprize, And Virtue's lovely Train, before her Eyes Present themselves, and vanquish'd Cupid flies. She then retires to Hecate's Shrine, that stood Far in the Covert of a shady Wood: She finds the Fury of her Flames asswag'd, But, seeing Jason there, again they rag'd. Blushes, and Paleness did by turns invade Her tender Cheeks, and secret Grief betray'd. As