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SCENE I.

A large Hall, adorn'd with Trophies, Suits of Armour, &c.
Eucharis and Telemachus.
Euch.
See the fair Palace built to entertain
Troy's greatest Foe, thy conqu'ring Sire!
Trophies of finish'd War behold
Thus plac'd around, to fill the Hero's Soul
With pleasing Visions of his Labours past!

Tel.
The Sight reproaches me—
Why do I languish here?
Is there no Troy for me to conquer?
To Arms to Arms!—Mentor, my Friend, where art thou?
Lead me to War, to Danger, and to Glory.

Euch.
What means Telemachus?


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Tel.
Let me implore, fair Nymph, thy Aid
To hasten my Departure.

Euch.
Depart?—it must not, cannot be;
Alas! thou dost not know Calypso.
'Twas thus Ulysses perish'd by her Rage;
She, she destroy'd thy Father.

Tel.
So kind, and yet so cruel!—Let me fly
Far from her sight—

Euch.
Fly her Revenge you cannot, if you go;
But if you stay,
By me assisted to elude her Arts,
You here may live in Peace.

Tel.
Thy generous Pity moves me—

Euch.
Perhaphs there is a kinder Reason too—
O stay!

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How shall I speak my secret Pain?
Yet how that Pain conceal?
Alas! ev'n Silence now is vain,
My Looks my Heart reveal.
How shall I speak my secret Pain?
Yet how that Pain conceal?

Tel.
What do I feel. [Aside]
—Turn not away those Eyes,

But look again—and fix me here for ever.
Ambition, cease t'alarm me!
Empire and Fame adieu!
Love only now can charm me;
And only Love from you.
Ambition cease t'alarm me!
Empire and Fame adieu!


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[Towards the end of the Air, Mentor enters, and stands privately at a corner of the Stage.]
Euch.
Unhappy Eucharis!

Tel.
O why that Sigh?
Why those soft Eyes of Sorrow?

Euch.
I've heard too much—Farewel!

Tel.
You will not leave me?

Euch.
Mentor, thy Friend, will soon be here
And summon thee away.

Tel.
Thou seest I have no Pow'r to go,
Why dost thou then upbraid me?

Euch.
It was a sudden Fear
That chill'd my boading Heart.
But see!—the early Morning calls

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To rural Sports, wilt thou with me
Go share the Pleasures of the sprightly Chase?

Tel.
With thee, those Pleasures will have double Charms.

Euch.
I'll hasten and prepare a Sylvan Train,
And e'er the Sun has drawn the Dews away,
I will attend thee to the Woods
To hunt the flying Prey.
In all her Charms Aurora gay,
Now smiling from the Sky appears.
Rejoycing Birds salute the Day,
And every Grove new Beauty wears.
In all her Charms Aurora gay
Now smiling from the Sky appears.
[Exit Euch.