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decorum. Where is my throne? Where is my thunder? I want my Sunday thunder, to appear in all my glory. (Great flutter. Throne and thunder are handed to him.) Venus, here to my right. Diana, to my left.

. And I.

. You stay there on the prisoner's dock!

. And I.

. You where you like  in the arms of Mars. You will make a fine tableau. Perfect! It is well grouped thus.

. Let them penetrate!

. No. Let them in!

. How peevish! (Mercury exit and returns with Orpheus and Public Opinion.)

He approaches! he advances!

There he is; it is he!

I shall defend you,

Unfortunate husband!

He approaches! he advances!

There he is; it is he!

Ah! indeed I commence

To find time rather tedious here.

(to Public Opinion.) Against my will I advance;

I feel really all in a flutter;

And indeed I commence

To find time rather tedious here.

Approach! advance, advance!

You must obey me,

Else fear my vengeance;

It is threatening thy head.

(to Orpheus.) What would thou, feeble mortal?

(to Orpheus.) Now is the solemn moment!

Thou shalt with melting voice

Implore great Jupiter

For the right of snatching from below

Thy beloved and tender wife!