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SCENE IV.
Cratander solus.Cra.
Who wou'd weep and kneel
To heighten Vanity,
And purchase Scorn,
When dear Deceit
Has such prevailing Charms,
Under this veil of Sanctity?
I'll prosecute my Scheme;
Determin'd to enjoy her,
And supplant my Rival.
AIR.
How sweet is deceiving,
How pow'rful its Charms;
When Beauty believing,
We lure to our Arms?
When tir'd of repining,
We languish in vain;
With Art and Designing,
The Conquest we gain.
How pow'rful its Charms;
When Beauty believing,
We lure to our Arms?
When tir'd of repining,
We languish in vain;
With Art and Designing,
The Conquest we gain.
[Exit.
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