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SCENE VI.

A delightful Grove in which the Birds are heard to sing, and seen flying up and down among the Trees.
Almirena.
Come my ador'd and bless me with thy Presence.

Enter Rinaldo.
Rin.
Charm'd by the Magick of those pow'rful Lips,
My hurrying Soul flies outward to thy Call;
I'm not prophane; but if I kneel to Thee,
My Idol's Brightness will my Guilt attone;
That spotless Flame, your Virtue kindled up,
Your Beauty sets a blazing in my Soul;
Share in the Heat, or cool my scorch'd Desire.

Alm.
How lovely terrible in those dear Eyes,
Shines the fierce Light'ning of Love's brightest Heav'n!

Rin.
For Thee alone, Thou Goddess of my Wishes,
In humble Sacrifice my Off'rings burn,
For Thee my Incense smoaks in Sighs of Love!

Alm.
Thou art the Calm of Peace, when my poor Mind
Is toss'd in Storms of War.—

Rin.
Thy Presence gives me Life, and Death thy Absence.

Alm.
Gazing with heedless Wonder on thy Face,
The sporting Graces smil'd me into Love.

Rin.
Loves God has plac'd an Ambush in thy Lips,
And ev'ry sallying Accent makes a Slave.

SONG in Two Parts, by Rin. and Alm..