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 Haply the guilty maid Through yon accustom'd glade To my sad tomb will take her lonely way; Where first her breauty's light O'erpower'd my dazzled sight, When Love on this fair border bade me stray There forrowing shall she see, Beneath an aged tree, Her true but hapless lover's lowly bier; Too late her tender sighs Shall melt the pitying skies, And her soft veil shall hide the gushing tear.

Tempo verra ancor forfe Ch' all' ufato foggiorno Torni la fera bella e manfueta; E la, ov' ella mi fcorfe Nel benedetto giorno Volga la vifta deliofa e lieta, Cercandomi, ed, o pieta, Gia terra infra la pietre Vedendo, Amor l' infpiri In guifa che fofpiri Si dolcemente che merce m' impetre, E faccia forza al cielo Afcuigandofi gli occhi col bel velo