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SCENE II.
Godfrey, Rinaldo, Eustatio.Rin.
How tedious is the Journey you have led me?
And how much cruel Distance yet remains,
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Whose balmy Counsels are to cure my Sorrows?
Godf.
When shall our weary Feet with prosp'rous Steps
Approach that sacred Ground?
Eust.
The rugged Confines of this smiling Lake,
Nigh border on the Cell; E're yet the Sun
Has fully measur'd out six Beats of Time,
Our Journey will have End.
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