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CHORUS.

Beware, nor call the vengeance of thy gods
Upon a husband's head; should Harold fall,
With pain I see what follows.—

ΜΟΙΝΑ.

What keener woes than tWhat can follow?
What keener woes than those I know already?
A breathless lover and an aged parent
In sorrow sinking to the narrow house?
The breast of Moina fears no greater anguish.

CHORUS.

No more—our words distress thee.

MOINA.

No more—our words distreFare ye well.

CHORUS.

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