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! how long muſt I deſpair, And tax you with diſdain, Still to my tender love ſevere, Untouch’d when I complain?


 * When men of equal merit love us,

And do with equal ardour ſue, Thyrſis! you know but one muſt move us. Can I be your’s and Strephon’s too?

My eyes view both with mighty pleaſure, Impartial to your high deſert; To both alike eſteem I meaſure; To one alone can give my heart.


 * Myſterious guide of inclination,

Tell me, Tyrant! why am I, With equal merit, equal paſſion, Thus the victim choſen to die? Why am I The victim choſen to die?