SCENE VII.
Enter Godfrey, Rinaldo and Almirena.
Godf.
The various Chances we so lately met,
Mix Grief, and Joy, and Wonder in my Soul.
Alm.
Remembrance lies so heavy on my Thoughts,
That I scarce know I wake, and walk in Freedom.
Rin.
The Tempest past, that frown'd upon our Love,
Leaves us a Calm of Hope to Sail upon.
Alm.
The balmy Breezes of thy gentle Breath,
Have lull'd me into Loves undoubting Slumber.
Sweet the Blessing
Of Carressing
And Possessing,
Faithful Love, and constant Pleasure;
Joy enduring,
Peace procuring,
Bliss insuring
Is a Lover's shining Treasure.
