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SCENE VI.
Alfred.Am I awake! and is it no illusion
That heaven thus deigns to look with mercy on me?
Thus, by his ministers, to chear my heart,
And warm it into hope? But lo! he comes,
Whom angels deign to visit and inspire,
The holy sage, descending from his cell
In yon hill's cavern'd side: sweet sylvan scene
Where shade and silence dwell!
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