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[And being set upon th'Elizium Shore, we'l sing such woes, such woes; we'l sing such woes, such woes, as ne'r came there before.]

A Dialogue.

Charon and Amintor.
Amintor.

Charon, O Charon! Hear a wretch opprest, and waft me ore to Shades of endless rest.

Charon.

What art that calls so loud?

Amintor.

One full of care.

Charon.

How cam'st thou here?

Amintor.

Through Shades of deep Despair.

Charon.

Why, from the Common path cam'st thou astray?

Amintor.

Grief was my Guide, and Love taught Grief the way.

Charon.

Where is my Pass?

Amin.

No Pass but Tears I have; to waft me o're is all the Pass I crave.

Char.

Away, fond man, avoyd the Shades beneath; Here cometh none, but through the gates of Death.

Amintor.

My woes are worse than Death.

Charon.

What's that to

me? I never pity humane miserie.

Amintor.

Hard hearted wretch.

Charon.

Get hence, get hence; thou dost me wrong.

Amintor.

In thy despite, in thy despite I'le pass e're it be long.

Char.

Away away away away; Go see if Time can Thee recover: If not, If not, bring Deaths black Seal, I'le waft thee over.

Amintor.

Grief, rain a Sea of Tears for me to sail: And Love thy Quiver lend a Boat to make, the storm of sighs with speed will so prevail, that spite of Death we'll fiery o're the Lake.

CHORUS.
And being set upon th'Elizium Shore, we'l sing such woes, such woes; we'l sing such woes, such woes, as ne'r came there before.