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SCENE I.

SCENE a Garden.
Young Freeman and Charlotte.
Y. Freeman.
This Morning's Sun shines on the happyest Husband
That ever yet possess'd a lovely Bride.
Behold, my Love, the splendid Eye of Day
Looks o'er the Hills in Brightness all array'd,
While at our Feet the Flow'rs send up their Sweets,
And ev'ry Tree, and Bush, is Melody,
As if all Nature hail'd us to our Bliss.

Charlotte.
I'm surely bless'd beyond the Lot of Wives:
I cou'd say much upon our happy State.

Y. Freeman.
Hide not a Blush, a Blush the Morning wears.

Charlotte.
I've not a Want, my dearest Freeman, now,
But my poor Mother's and my Father's Smiles;
Which I shall soon behold; for your good Father
Went early out to seek the the wish'd-for Guests,
And bring them hither.

Y. Freeman.
Swift ye Minutes run,
And bring to my Embrace that honour'd Pair,
To whom I owe the Spring of all my Joys!
In this dear Bosom of unrival'd Sweets
Is all the Treasure of my Soul repos'd.