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Over all was a serene skie, out of which a cloude began to breake foorth, and as it discended, a person was discovered, sitting in it, which by his Petasus and Caduceus, was knowne to be Mercury, the messenger of Iove.
The first Song.
Behold! I come not from above,
To hyde, or hunt out wanton Love,
Or doe what Man can doe:
But to spred all my nimble wings,
And like a God, doe Godlike things
Gratefull, and Gratious too.
Obserue! But see ye be not nyce,
Prepare to give, and take advice,
As wise-Menought to doe:
Lest when your subtile witts haue done,
Your Notes, like Motes, thought in the Sunne
Proove farre beneath vs too.
Admyre! but censure not their Powers,
That sinke not with Times sandy howres,
As mortall Creatures doe.
And since the Shaft that is adrest,
At Heaven may hurt the Shooters breast,
Be pleas'd and please vs too.

Orpheus, Amphion, Arion and three old Poets
and Musicians more, rayled by this Charming Rod, reply from Earth.
The first Chorus.
Happy, thrice happy is that houre
Wherein a God descends,
Eyther in person, or in powre
And Mans poore state befriends.