Your Captive, Friends have Freedom from this Hour;
Rejoyce for them, but for thy self much more:
Sublimer Blessings are reserv'd for thee,
Whom Glory calls to be posseft of me.
The Shipwrackt Greeks, cast on Ææa's Shore,
With trembling Steps the dubious Coast explore;
Who first arrive, unworthy of Regard,
In vain lament, unpity'd and unheard:
But when Ulysses with Majestick Mein
Approach'd the Throne, where sat th' Enchantress Queen;
Pleas'd with a Presence that invades her Charms,
She takes the bold Advent'rer in her Arms,
Up to her Bed fhe leads the Conqu'ror on,
Where he enjoys the Daughter of the Sun.
[She leads Amadis out. Florestan and Corisanda go off
together, looking back with Concern after Amadis. The
remaining Captives express their Joy for Liberty, with
Songs and Dances, with which the Act concludes.
CHORUS.
I.
Fortune deposes, and can raise;
Fortune the Captives Chains does break,
And brings despairing Exiles back;
However low this Hour we fall,
One lucky Moment may mend all.
