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Shall wreak it's destined vengeance
On my most impious cruelty
For his most bitter end.
Unhappy scarf which girdled,
That kind, departed heart,
Be patient for a little
Within this hateful bosom,
Whence thou shalt soon re-issue
To be my pain and punisher.
I should, I should have been
Amyntas's companion
In life; but since I would not,
'Tis thou shalt join me with him
Among the shades infernal.
On my most impious cruelty
For his most bitter end.
Unhappy scarf which girdled,
That kind, departed heart,
Be patient for a little
Within this hateful bosom,
Whence thou shalt soon re-issue
To be my pain and punisher.
I should, I should have been
Amyntas's companion
In life; but since I would not,
'Tis thou shalt join me with him
Among the shades infernal.
CHORUS.
Unhappy me, take comfort.
'Tis fortune's doing this, and not thy fault.
Unhappy me, take comfort.
'Tis fortune's doing this, and not thy fault.
