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Juno [in soliloquy]: Lo I, the sister of the Thunderer (For, save this name alone, I've nothing more), Have left my lord, so often false to me, Have left, in widowhood, the realms of heaven, And, banished from the sky, have given place Unto my hated rivals. Now must earth Be my abode, while they in heaven reign. Behold, the Bear, far in the frozen north, Is set on high to guide the Argive ships; Behold, in southern skies, where days grow long Beneath the warmth of spring, the Bull shines bright, Who once the Tyrian Europa bore. There gleam the wandering Atlantides, A fearful band for ships and sea alike; And yonder fierce Orion with his sword The very gods affrights; his stars, as well, The golden Perseus boasts; while Leda's sons With shining banners glitter in the sky; And they, Latona's children, for whose birth The floating land stood firm. And not alone Have Bacchus and his mother gained the heavens; But, that the infamy may be complete, The skies must needs the Cretan maiden's crown Endure. But these are ancient wrongs I tell: One wild and baneful land alone is full Of shameless mistresses—the Theban land, Which all too oft has me a stepdame made. And though Alcmena scale the heights of heaven, And hold my place, victorious over me; And though her son his promised star obtain (Whose hateful getting cost the world a day, Since Phoebus, bidden to hold his shining car In Ocean hid, with tardy light shone forth From eastern seas): still ever in my heart Shall hate relentless dwell. Undying wrath