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S A B I N A . Ah Julia I how that joy allarms me now, Valerius yefterday (he fmil’d upon, And for his fake, (he Curtins will difown ; A nearer Objc£I fnatches her efteem, And two years abfcnce hath deformed him. But though my Brother be to me fo dear, By care o f him, Imuft not injure her; My groundlefs jcaloufie concludes amifs, W ho can change love at fuch a time as this ? How can a heart,receive a wound that’s nr w, W hen fuch great (hocks give it fo much to do ? Yet from joy too, this fatal day deters, And from contentments which refemble hei s.