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SCENE IV.

The Grotto.
Calypso.
Shall Greece the beauteous Youth regain?
Shall he too, like Ulysses, leave me?
No—Here in soft endearing Chains
I'll hold him ever mine.
O mighty Love!
What is thy Flame in human Breasts,
When I a Goddess yield
To thy superior Sway.
All Hail, Imperial Love!
Not Jove himself, Immortal Jove,
From thy great Pow'r is free.
The spacious Realms of Earth and Sea,
And all the Azure Plains above,
All, all are full of thee.
All Hail, Imperial Love!
Not Jove himself, Immortal Jove,
From thy great Pow'r is free.