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SCENE VI.
Clytie.
Oh glorious hearing! oh triumphant day!
Thus great Nemesis, thus my thanks I pay:
Now, now, false God, your recompence receive,
And in your turn confess the pangs you gave.
Thus great Nemesis, thus my thanks I pay:
Now, now, false God, your recompence receive,
And in your turn confess the pangs you gave.
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Fly, care, to the wind,
My fate has been kind;
Oh! pleasure,
Past measure,
Transcendently great;
No more I complain
Of ungrateful disdain,
If I suffer in love, I triumph in hate.
My fate has been kind;
Oh! pleasure,
Past measure,
Transcendently great;
No more I complain
Of ungrateful disdain,
If I suffer in love, I triumph in hate.
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