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SCENE II.
An Hermitage.Cratander solus.
Cra.
Xarino warm'd with Jealousy,
Has left me at full Freedom,
To try my Fate with Teraminta:
Her Heart may change;
I've surely now more Hopes than ever;
My Rival is away,
The Fair incens'd beyond Expression,
Nay more, inclin'd to pity me;
Pity may nourish Kindness,
I must improve that Pity:
This Disguise is no ill Plot,
But see! She comes, now for Dissimulation.
Teraminta | ||