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Scene IV.
Juno, Bacchus, Jupiter.JUPITER.
Recitative.
I heard a voice within, or else I'm tipsy—
Maia, where are you? Come, you little gipsy.
Maia, where are you? Come, you little gipsy.
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Maia's with me, sir; who the devil are ye?
Sirrah, be gone; I'll trim you if you tarry.
JUPITER.
Fine lingo this to Jupiter!—why truly
I'm Jove the thunderer—
JUNO.
Out, you rascal, you lie—
BACCHUS.
'Tis I am Jupiter, I wield the thunder!
Zounds, I'll sneak off before they find the blunder.
[Aside.
JUPITER.
Breaking from above, below,
Flow, ye gleams of morning, flow;
Rise, ye glories of the day,
Rise at once with strengthened ray!
[Sudden light; all astonished.
BACCHUS.
Zounds! what can this mean?
JUNO.
I am all confusion!
JUPITER.
Your pardon, Juno, for this rude intrusion.
Insatiate monster! I may now be jealous;
If I've my mistresses, you have your fellows:
I'm now a very husband without doubt,
I feel the honours of my forehead sprout.
Insatiate monster! I may now be jealous;
If I've my mistresses, you have your fellows:
I'm now a very husband without doubt,
I feel the honours of my forehead sprout.
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Was it for this, from morning to night,
Tempests and hurricanes dwelt on your tongue;
Ever complaining of coldness and slight,
And the same peal was eternally rung?
Was it for this I was stinted of joy,
Pleasure and happiness banished my breast,
Poisoned with fondness which ever must cloy,
Pinned to your sleeve, and denied to be blest?
Recitative.
Tempests and hurricanes dwelt on your tongue;
Ever complaining of coldness and slight,
And the same peal was eternally rung?
Was it for this I was stinted of joy,
Pleasure and happiness banished my breast,
Poisoned with fondness which ever must cloy,
Pinned to your sleeve, and denied to be blest?
I swear by Styx, and that's a horrid oath,
I'll have revenge, and that upon you both.
I'll have revenge, and that upon you both.
JUNO.
Nay, hear me, Jove, by all that's serious, too,
I swear I took the drunken dog for you.
BACCHUS.
And with as safe a conscience, I can say, as
I now stand here, I thought the chamber Maia's.
JUPITER.
It cannot be—
Air.
I'll not be cheated,
Nor be treated
Like the plaything of your will.
Nor be treated
Like the plaything of your will.
JUNO.
I'll not be slighted,
I'll be righted,
And I'll keep my spirits still.
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[To Bacchus.
You pitiful cully—
JUNO AND BACCHUS.
[To Jupiter.
You rakehelly bully,
Your blustering,
Clattering,
Flustering,
Spattering,
Thundering,
Blundering,
I defy.
JUPITER.
Go mind your toping,
Never come groping
Into my quarters, I desire, sir:
Here you come horning,
And adorning—
JUNO.
You are a liar, sir.
BACCHUS.
You lie, sir, you lie.
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