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COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA 379 �Lam. Where is Aristor? Is he too return'd? din. That question did the Gen'ral ask aloud; And 'twas the only one that cou'd be heard: But no reply was made ; I think he is not. Theata. Then we're but half restor'd For he so heavily will take that Loss, Our Joys will not be long, nor he amongst us. Lamia. Fear not the worst �2d Shep. I met a rumour of a stranger Prince, 250 �That with large Sums new fir'd the trembling Host, And from the Camp had led on some Design A Party, that for Wealth wou'd risque their Lives, Tho' cold and dull to Thoughts of gen'rous Duty. �Clin. 'Tis true ; of Rhodes they say, And some I heard that call'd him Demagetus. Thick flew his Gold, as swarms of Summer-Bees, And 'twas to succor or revenge the Gen'ral. He ask'd their Aid �But whither he has led them, none can tell. 260 �Ere Aristomes return'd, he went And is not heard of since. �2d Shep. The Gen'ral's safe, and that 's enough for us: Now therefore Clinias, you that guide our Sports, Tell us what we're to do to shew our Joy. �Clin. To Laugh, to Sing, to Dance, to Play, To rise with new appearing Day ; And ere the Sun has kiss'd 'em dry, With various Rubans Nosegays tye. Deckt with Flow'rs and cloath'd in Green, 270 Ev'ry Shepherdess be seen: Ev'ry Swain with Heart and Voice Meet him, meet him, and rejoice: With redoubl'd Pceans sing him, To the Plains, in Triumph bring him : ��� �