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How faintly, said he, has she bcen deseribed! the lovely beauty is unknown to the world, whose admiration she deserve. She that would grace a throne, lives under the thateh of a cottage, employed in the low occupation of tending the flocks! In what poor garments does she appear! But she embellishes every thing, and nothing can demand her.
Adelaide felt herself somewhat touched with Fonrose's youth and comeliness, nor could she help refleeting on his capricious turn of fortune. For what end, thought shc, has nature endowed this young shepherd with such talents, and formed him with such graces.
Next day Fonrose imagined that she affected to avoid his coming near her. He was cast down at the very thought. Does she suspect my disguise? Have I diseovered myself? These uneertainties perplex my mind. His hautboy was neglected. Adelaide was not for distant, but could have heard the sounds, had he played upon it. She could not guess the meaning of its silence, began to sing in her old melodious strains.
Ye pretty birds, whose pensive notes,
My lamentation join,
Ah! what avails your warbling throats,
Can they sooth woes like mine?
All seem around to share my grief,
As if to asuage my pain:
But mine admits of no relief,
And comfort speaks in vain.
Fonrose, moved to his inmost soul, with her
