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In love who injures by a rafh distrust
Is the aggreffor, and the first unjust.

AMAD. If the is true, why all this nuptial noise, Still echoing as we pass her guilty joys? Who to a woman trusts his peace of mind Trufts a frail bark with a tempestuous wind.

Thus to Ulyffes, on the Stygian coast,

His fate inquiring, spake Atrides' ghost:

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"Of all the plagues with which the world is curft, "Of ev'ry ill, a woman is the worst.

"Trust not a woman."-Well might he advise Who perish'd by his wife's adulteries.

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FLOR. Thus in defpair what most we love we wrong; Not Heaven efcapes the impious Atheist's tongue. AMAD. Enticing crocodiles, whofe tears are death; Syrens, who murder with enchanting breath; 406 Like Egypt's temples, dazzling to the fight, Pompously deck'd, all gaudy, gay, and bright; With glitt'ring gold and fparkling gems they fhine, But apes and monkies are the gods within.

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FLOR. My love attends with pain, while you pursue

This angry theme-I have a mistress too;
The faultlefs form no fecret ftains difgrace,
A beauteous mind unblemish'd as her face,

Not painted and adorn'd to varnish fin,
Without all angel, all divine within;

By truth maintaining what by love she got,
A heaven without a cloud, a fun without a spot

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AMAD. embracing him.] Forgive the vifions of my

frantic brain;

Far from the man I love be all fuch pain.
By the immortal gods I fwear, my Friend!
The Fates to me no greater joy could fend
Than that your labours meet a profp'rous end;
After fo many glorious toils, that you

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Have found a mistress beautiful and true.

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ORIANA and CORISANDA without.

ORI, and con. Help, help; oh! Heavens! helpAMAD.- -What cries are these?

FLOR. It feem'd the call of Beauty in diftrefs. Of favage beafts and men a monftrous brood Poflefs this land

'ORI. and COR.

Help, help

AMAD.Again the cry's renew'd.

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Draw both our fwords, and fly with fpeed to fave. Th' opprefs'd have a fure refuge in the brave.

Exeunt, drawing their fwords.

Oriana and Corifanda crfs the flage, pursued by a party

of Arcalaus' Magicians.

ORI. and Co. Help, help

PARTY. Purfue, pursueid

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[Florestan eroffes the ftage, following the purfuit ;'Arcălaus fighting, and retreating before Amadis.

ARCAL. Thu runn'ft upon thy fate, Mortal! forA more than mortal rules the regions here. [bear; AMAD. Think not my sword fhall give the leaft

reprieve;

'T were cruelty to let fuch monsters live.

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Florestan re-enters, retreating before another party; is
feized, difarmed, and carried off.

ARCAL. Yet pause, and be advis'd; avoid thy fate;
Without thy life my vengeance is complete:
Behold thy friend borne to eternal chains;
Remember Ardan now, and count thy gains.
AMAD. Like Ardan's be thy fate, unpity'd fall;
Thus I'll at once revenge and free them all.

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[Fight; Arcalaus fill retreating. A fudden found of infiruments expreffing terror and horror, with thunder at the fame time. Monsters and Demons rife from under the ftage, while others fly down from above, crossing to and fro in confufion, during which the flage is darkened. On a fudden a flourish of contrary mufic fucceeds, the sky clears, and the whole Scene changes to a delightful vale, Amadis appearing leaning on his fword, furrounded by Shepherds and Shepherdeffes, who with fongs, mufic, and dances, perform the following en

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To be fung in full CHORUS:

"Love! creator Love! appear;

"Attend, and hear.

"Appear, appear, appear.

A fingle voice.

"Love! creator Love!

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"Parent of heav'n and earth,

"Delight of gods above;

"To thee all Nature owes her birth,

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"Spring from the feeds which thou doft fow, "Love! creator Love!"

CHORUS.

"Better in love a flave to be,

"Than with the wideft empire free."

Dance.

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ODE TO DISCORD.

A fingle voice.

"When Love 's away then Discord reigns:

"The Furies he unchains,

"Bids Eolus unbind

"The northern wind,

"That fetter'd lay in caves,

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"And root up trees, and plough the plains.

"Old Ocean frets and raves,

"From their deep roots the rocks he tears,

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"Whole deluges lets fly,

"That dafh against the sky,

"And feem to drown the ftars:

"Th' affaulted clouds return the shock,

"Blue lightnings finge the waves, "And thunder rends the rock.

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"Then Jove ufurps his father's crown,
"Inftructing mortals to aspire;
"The father would deftroy the fon,

"The fon dethrones the fire.

"The Titans, to regain their right,

Prepare to try a fecond fight;

"Briareus arms his hundred hands,

"And marches forth the bold gigantic bands.

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