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SCENE XII.

Sabina
alone.
And do I weep? Ah! no—at least my weakness
Shall be conceal'd.—But such a cruel stroke
Bears down my best resolves. To Asia's clime
I came to find my love, and find him false:
I find him with my rival; see him troubled

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At my approach. He scarcely deigns to hear me;
He flies my sight—and yet I must not weep:
Alas! a rock would weep at woes like mine.
Ye powers! if justice mark your reign,
To me his heart restore;
Nor let these flowing tears in vain
A loss like him deplore.
You know he's mine, (ah! faithless spouse!)
You heard his last farewell,
When from his lips, with mingled vows,
The parting accents fell.

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