Eternal justice I forgot,
And mercy sought not to obtain.
Come near—I'll softly speak the rest!—
Alas! 'tis known to all the crowd,
Her guilty love was all confess'd,
And his, who so much truth avow'd,
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My faithless friend's.—In pleasure proud
I sat, when these cursed tidings came;
Their guilt, their flight was told aloud,