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SCENE III.

A rural Prospect.
Teraminta sola.
Ter.
How Tasteless are the Beauties of the Spring,
Now my Xarino is not here?
This Place is robb'd of all
That made it once delightful.
But see! the Shades
Which languish'd in his Absence,
Revive now he appears;

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For lo! he comes,
The Face of Nature smiles,
And my fond Heart thrills quick to bid him welcome.