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MERCURY.

A tedious voyage we've ventur'd, a voyage I've been

full oft,

There's ne'er a lad can go below, or climb like me aloft,

And a begging we will go, &c.

JUPITER.

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The cares of Church and State, sir, we value this Whirligig

And leave to wiser heads than ours to

Nor any thought have we at all, but how to earn a souse!

And a begging we will go, &c.

BOTH.

Then who that'twixt vexation and ease can weigh the odds

Would chop and change the beggar's life to live like
heathen gods?

And a begging we will go, &c.

RECITATIVE.

PANDORA.

Heigh-ho! my heart.

SCENE IX.

Enter PLUTUS and CLERKS.

PLUTUS.

Here seize on these rascallions.

PANDORA.

Spare the poor youth.

PLUTUS.

What for your private dalliance?

PANDORA.

Do, what you will, with that old sturdy sinner.

JUPITER, (aside to Mercury.)

To her-we'll stand our ground could you but win her.

MERCURY.

Dear ma'am make me your groom so spruce and spunky?

PLUTUS.

Shall I wear horns to please a powder-monkey?

QUARTETTO and CHORUS. AIR-Hunting the Hare.

JUPITER AND MERCURY.

Spare a brace of unfortunate mariners

Wreck'd d'ye see, for we scorn for to fudge,

Wreck'd while guarding Old England from foreigners, Give poor Jack a snug birth, and ne'er grudge.

PLUTUS.

Hence be trotting, you beggarly vagabond,

Hence be gone with your flimsy pretence;

Zounds! I warrant you know how to drag a pond, Wire a hare, or jump over a fence.

MERCURY.

Tell, good lady, those fair-weather gentlemen,

We defy little Bony to come,

Lest, at sight of his fierce regimental men,
They should faint at his Fee-fau-fum.

PANDORA.

There's a voice that might soften a Saraçen,
Eyes to ravish the heart of a nun ;

Prim'd with courage enough for a garrison,
Fair as Phoebus and fierce as a Hun.

CHORUS.

PLUTUS AND CLERKS.

We've enough in all conscience of pillagers
Poach our forests and plunder our flocks:
Then, for warning to our silly villagers,
Seize 'em, clap 'em both into the stocks.

JUPITER AND MERCURY.

We be tars, neither poachers nor pillagers

Come to plunder your forests and flocks;

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Woe to you and your clerks and your villagers,
Thus for clapping us into the stocks.

PANDORA.

He is none of your ill-looking pillagers ;
Such clean limbs and such clustering locks,
Worth a score of our lubberly villagers,

Ne'er were made to be clapt into stocks.

[Exeunt on one side Jupiter and Mercury in custody, on the other Pandora in despair.

ACT II.

SCENE I.

Before Philemon's Cottage.-Baucis is discovered spinning. To her, enter Phabe.

RECITATIVE.

RARE tidings, mother.

РНЕВЕ.

BAUCIS.

Sure the wench is crazy.

Has the sow pigg'd? or Roger got at Daisy ?

PHOEBE.

All safe and sound.

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