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SCENE IV.
Ariana Sola.Aria.
What can I do? and whither shall I go?
Oh, poor Eliza! Oh, my wounded Heart,
How wilt thou pay the Duties of a Friend.
Oh, Pardon, wretched Woman, that thus long
My own Distress with-held my Tears for thee:
Who now could weep whole Oceans at thy Fate.
But I must go, tho' Heav'n alone can tell
How little fit, to pay the friendly Rites.
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