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Enter CHRONOS, with a scythe in his hand and a globe on his back,

which he sets down at his entranse.

CHRONOS.
Weary, weary of my weight,
Let me, let me drop my freight,
And leave the world behind.

I could not bear,

Another year,
The load of humankind.

Enter Momus, laughing.

MOMUS.
Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! well hast thou done

To lay down thy pack,

And lighten thy back.
The world was a fool, e'er since it begun ;
And since neither Janus, nor Chronos, nor I

Can hinder the crimes

Or mend the bad times,
'Tis better to laugh than to cry.

Chorus of all three.
'Tis better to laugh than to cry.

JANUS.
Since Momus comes to laugh below,

Old Time, begin the show,
That he may see, in every scene,
What changes in this age have been.

CHRONOS.
Then, goddess of the silver bow, begin.

[Horns, or hunting music within.
Enter DIANA.

DIANA.
With horns and with hounds I waken the day,
And hie to my woodland-walks away :
I tuck up my robe, and am buskined soon,
And tie to my forehead a wexing moon.*
I course the fleet stag, unkennel the fox,
And chase the wild goats o'er summits of rocks,
With shouting and hooting we pierce through the sky,
And Echo turns hunter, and doubles the cry.

Chorus of all.
With shouting and hooting we pierce through the sky, 35
And Echo turns hunter, and doubles the cry.

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* Wex. Dryden's spelling in his very last piece. See note on “Annus Mirabilis," stanza 4.

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Chorus of all.
Then our age was in its prime,
Free from rage, and free from crime,
A very merry, dancing, drinking,
Laughing, quaffing, and unthinking time.

[Dance of DIANA's attendants.

Enter MARS.

MARS.
Inspire the vocal brass, inspire ;
The world is past its infant age :

Arms and honour,

Arms and honour,
Set the martial mind on fire,
And kindle manly rage.

Mars has looked the sky to red;
And Peace, the lazy good, * is fled.
Plenty, peace, and pleasure fly;

The sprightly green
In woodland-walks no more is seen ;
The-sprightly green has drunk the Tyrian dye.

Chorus of all.
Plenty, peace, and pleasure fly;

The sprightly green
In woodland-walks no more is seen ;
The sprightly green has drunk the Tyrian dye.

MARS.
Sound the trumpet, beat the drum ;

Through all the world around, Sound a reveille, sound, sound, The warrior god is come.

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* Scott has changed good into God; an unnecessary change, to say the least Chorus of all. Sound the trumpet, beat the drum;

Through all the world around,

Sound a reveille, sound, sound, The warrior god is come.

MOMUS.
Thy sword within the scabbard keep,

And let mankind agree ;
Better the world were fast asleep,

Than kept awake by thee.
The fools are only thinner,

With all our cost and care ;
But neither side a winner,
For things are as they were.

Chorus of all.
The fools are only thinner,

With all our cost and care ; But neither side a winner,

For things are as they were.

Enter VENUS.

VENUS.
Calms appear when storms are past ;
Love will have his hour at last :
Nature is my kindly care ;
Mars destroys, and I repair;
Take me, take me, while you may,
Venus comes not every day.

Chorus of all. Take her, take her, while you may, Venus comes not every day.

CHRONOS.
The world was then so light,

I scarcely felt the weight;
Joy ruled the day, and Love the night.
But, since the Queen of Pleasure left the ground,

I faint, I lag,

And feebly drag
The ponderous orb around.

MOMUS. All, all of a piece throughout :

Thy chase had a beast in view; Thy wars brought nothing about ;

Thy lovers were all untrue.

[Pointing to Diana.
( To Mars.
To Venus.

JANUS. 'Tis well an old age is out.

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CHRONOS.
And time to begin a new.

Chorus of all.
All, all of a piece throughout :

Thy chase had a beast in view;
Thy wars brought nothing about ;
Thy lovers were all untrue.

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'Tis well an old age is out,
And time to begin a new.

[Dance of huntsmen, nymphs, warriors, and lov'er s.

SONG OF A SCHOLAR AND HIS MISTRESS, WHO, BEING CROSSED BY THEIR

FRIENDS, FELL MAD FOR ONE ANOTHER, AND NOW FIRST MEET IN BEDLAM.*

Music within.

The Lovers enter at opposite doors, cach held by

a Keeper.

PHILLIS.
Look, look, I see--I see my love appear!

'Tis he—'tis he alone ;

For like him there is none :
'Tis the dear, dear man, 'tis thee, dear!

AMYNTAS.
Hark! the winds war ;
The foaming waves roar;

I see a ship afar,
Tossing and tossing, and making to the shore :

But what's that I view,

So radiant of hue,
St. Hermo, St. Hermo, that sits upon the sails ? +

Ah! No, no, no,
St. Hermo never, never shone so bright;
'Tis Phillis, only Phillis can shoot so fair a light ;
"Tis Phillis, 'tis Phillis that saves the ship alone,
For all the winds are hushed, and the storm is overblown.

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* This song was intended for the madhouse scene in “ The Pilgrim" (act 3, scene 7). A scholar is there, who, after being examined by two gentlemen, is pronounced sane, and is on the point of being discharged. The story of his lady-love is Dryden's invention; there is no Phillis in Beaumont and Fletcher's play.

+ The lights of St. Hermo, or St. Elmo, meteoric appearances in the Mediterranean.

PHILLIS.
Let me go, let me run, let me fly to his arms.

AMYNTAS.
If all the fates combine,

And all the furies join,
I'll force my way to Phillis, and break through the charms. 20

[Here they break from their keepers, run

to each other and embrace,

PHILLIS. Shall I marry the man I love ?

And shall I conclude my pains ? Now blessed be the powers above,

I feel the blood bound in my veins ; With a lively leap it began to move,

And the vapours leave my brains.

AMYNTAS.
Body joined to body, and heart joined to heart;

To make sure of the cure,
Go call the man in black, to mumble o'er his part.

PHILLIS.
But suppose he should stay . . . . .

AMYNTAS.
At worst, if he delay,

'Tis a work must be done ;
We'll borrow but a day,

And the better the sooner begun.

Chorus of both.
At worst, if he delay,

'Tis a work must be done ;
We'll borrow but a day,
And the better the sooner begun.

[They run out together hand in hand'.

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