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SCENE I.
A Magnificent Temple finely illuminated,
a great Number of Priests,
Choristers, &c. Bride-Men, Bride-Maids,
&c. &c. Moore and his
Lady, Gubbins, Guests, Guards, and
other Attendants, &c. &c. &c.
CHORUS.
Triumph Valour, triumph Beauty,
Fortune now has done its Duty.
Recitative.
Moore.
Now to Moore-Hall, my Friends, let's haste away,
To celebrate this happy Nuptial-Day.
Cho.
Triumph, Valour, &c.
[Exeunt.
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