| Act 1, Scene 2 |
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| The Forest |
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| Betrayed by a Bride |
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| Night, thou art so blest with odours sweet and strong |
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| Damian's Fishsoup |
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| When deeply musing in the silence of the night |
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| Stay here awhile, — 't is good! — Amid the shadows looming |
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| Every feeling at night to me becomes clearer and deeper |
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