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Cleophil Incognita — Incognita; or, Love and Duty Reconcil'd

No, I’ll own my Flame, and plead my Title too.—But hold, wretched Aurelian, hold, whither does thy Passion hurry thee? Alas! the cruel fair Incognita Loves thee not! She knows not of thy Love! If she did, what Merit hast thou to pretend?—Only Love.—Excess of Love. And all the World has that. All that have seen her. Yet I had only seen her once, and in that once I lov’d above the World; nay, lov’d beyond my self, such vigorous Flame, so strong, so quick she darted at my Breast; it must rebound, and by Reflection, warm her self.
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Cleophil Incognita — Incognita; or, Love and Duty Reconcil'd

Whither am I come? The false deluding Lights of an imaginary Flame, have led me, a poor benighted Victim, to a real Fire. I burn and am consumed with hopeless Love; those Beams in whose soft temperate warmth I wanton’d heretofore, now flash destruction to my Soul, my Treacherous greedy Eyes have suck’d the glaring Light, they have united all its Rays, and, like a burning-Glass, convey’d the pointed Meteor to my Heart—Ah! Aurelian, how quickly hast thou Conquer’d, and how quickly must thou Forsake. Oh Happy (to me unfortunately Happy) Juliana!
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Cleophil Incognita — Incognita; or, Love and Duty Reconcil'd

It seem’d a Glory of Beauty which shone around the admiring Beholders. Our Lovers soon perceived the Stars which were to Rule their Destiny, which sparkled a lustre beyond all the inferiour Constellations, and seem’d like two Suns to distribute Light to all the Planets in that Heavenly Sphere. Leonora knew her Slave by his Badge and blushed till the Lilies and Roses in her cheeks had resemblance to the Plume of Crimson and White Handkerchief in Hippolito’s Crest.
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