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AMYNTAS.
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These generous words she would not pity thee;
And pity is an avenue to love.

AMYNTAS.
I dare not hope she would; for now her ear
Is as insensible to my complaint
As is the adder's to the charms of musick.

THYRSIS.
Fear not, Amyntas; I will undertake
To soften thy obdurate fair-one's rigour,
And make her more propitious to thy suit.

AYMNTAS.
Alas! my friend, too well I know her nature;
Thy kind endeavours nothing will avail:
Or if they should obtain her patient ear,
Her heart will still be inaccessible.

THYRSIS.
Why art thou thus a prey to black despair?

AMYNTAS.
I have but too just reason to despair,
For Mopsus prophesied my hapless love:
Mopsus, endowed with more than mortal wisdom;

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