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Core in Augello
From Guarini.
A Nymph (tho' of the Tigress breed)Wept for a Bird that from her fled,
Quarrell'd with Heav'n, and rail'd at Fate,
And call'd herself Unfortunate.
My Heart transfix'd by Cupid's Arrow,
Put on the shape of her lov'd Sparrow,
And neatly plum'd and trick'd and dress'd,
It flew, and lit upon her Breast:
But soon the cruel Creature knew it,
As soon the cruel Creature slew it.
Then pleas'd at the discover'd Guile,
She dry'd her Eyes, and 'gan to smile.
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