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SCENE IV.
Ariana and Godrick.Aria.
Oh, Godrick, welcome, welcome to my Aid,
Thou Friend to Albert, and thou Friend to me:
By two distracting Passions wildly torn,
I die with Rage and Pity.—
Godr.
Pity sure,
Best suits the Genius of your gentle Kind,
Attendant always on the God of Love:
Pity's a Flame that sits with easy Grace
On Virgin Softness, and the dimpled Cheek:
Oh, let me lend it Force.
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