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Lady Dorimen, Angelica, Lucinda, and Philabel all seated.

SONG in Dialogue.

Thirsis.

Delia, how long must I despair,
And tax you with Disdain?
Still to my tender Love severe,
Relentless to my Pain.

Delia.

When Men of equal Merit love us,
And do with equal Ardor sue;
Thirsis you know but one must move us,
Can I be your's and Strephon's too?


My ravish’d Eyes view both with Pleasure,
Impartial to your high desert;
To both alike Esteem I measure,
To one alone can give my Heart.

Thirsis.

Mysterious Guide of Inclination,
Tell me Tyrant, why am I
With equal Merit, equal Passion,
Thus the Victim chosen to dye?
Why am I
The Victim chosen to dye?

Delia.

On Fate alone depends Success,
And Fancy Reason over-rules;
Or why should Virtue ever miss
Rewards, so often given to Fools.


'Tis not the Handsome, nor the Witty;
But who alone is born to please:
Love do's predestinate our pity;
We chuse but whom he first decrees.

Ang.