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The SCENERY, by Mr. Beverley and Mr. J. Meadows, will exhibit in ACT FIRST, THE OCEAN.

“Great Dædalus, of Athens, was the man
That made the draught, and formed the wond'rous plan.”
Ovid. Met. Book VIII.
“The first who sailed in air.”
—Virgil. Æneis, Book VI.

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The Port and City of Heracleum, In the Island of Crete.

“—the kind artist, moved with pious grief,
Lent to the loving maid this last relief.”
—Virgil. Æneis, Book VI.

The Dungeon.

“And in a prison fettered fast is he,
Till the time he should yfreten be.”
—Chaucer. Legend of Ariadne.

The Labyrinth.

“A thousand doors—a thousand winding ways.”
—Virgil. Æneis, Book V.
“Such was the work, so intricate the place,
That scarce the workman all its turns could trace. [OMITTED]
These private walls the Minotaur include,
Who twice was glutted with Athenian blood,
But the third tribute more successful proved,
Slew the foul monster, and the plague removed.”
—Ovid. Met. Book VIII.

The Galley under Weigh.

“When Theseus, aided by the virgin's art,
Had traced the guiding thread through every part,
He took the gentle maid that set him free,
And, bound for Dias, cut the briny sea.”
—Ovid. Met. Book VIII.
ACT SECOND.

The Grotto in the Island of Naxos.

“When Ariadne, his wife, aslepe was,
For that her sister fairer was than she,
He taketh her in his honde, and forth goeth he
To ship, and as a traitor, stole away.”
—Chaucer. Legend of Ariadne.

The Precipice.

“A hill was nigh, whose summit thinly crown'd
With shrubs, above the beating billows frown'd.”
—Ovid. Epistles, X.

The Vines, before the Temple of Bacchus.

“And now the God of Wine comes driving on,
High on his chariot, by swift tigers drawn.”
—Ovid. Art of Love, Book I.
“Bacchus returning from his Indian war,
By tigers drawn triumphant in his car, [OMITTED]
With curling vines around his purple reins.”
—Virgil. Æneis, Book VI.

The Doom of Theseus.

“Unhappy Theseus! doomed for ever there,
Is fixed by fate on his eternal chair.”

The Constellation of the Crown of Ariadne.

“With Heaven I will endow thee, and thy star
Shall with propitious light be seen afar,
And guide o'er seas the doubtful mariner.”
—Ovid. Art of Love, Book I.