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 nymphs wantonly porting on the lake, little imagining they were beheld by a py. As the day broke I aw with an extacy of delight the form of the beautiful Zoe floating before me. My heart throbbed trong in my breat, but the hurry of paion o tranported me, that I no longer remembered the intructions of my friend Theophratus. Intead of ecuring the poeion of my charming mitres, by the certain pledge of her flying veil, the impatience of joy carried me out of my watch-houe of reeds: I lifted up my voice aloud, and cried, Zoe of Naxos, darling of my oul, behold the Italian knight, your faithful Paladin, to whom love has whipered your ecret, and intigated him to wait here for you at the fountain of beauty.

‘Great urprize and terror fell on the abahed company of bathers; they uttered a loud hriek, took up water in the hollow of their hands, and dahed it like a thunder-hower againt me, as if with a deign to