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94 AMPHITRYON.
Phced. The fool has hit uponh: gods, and
great men, are never tp be fued; for they can al- <
ways plead priviledge of peerage : and therefore
for once, monfieur, I’ll take your word; for as ^
long as you love me you’ll be fure to keep it: and .1
in the mean time 1 lhall be gaining experience how
to manage fome rich cully; for no woman ever
made her fortune by a wit.
It thunders ; and the company ‘within doors, Am- ■
phitryon, Alcmena, Polydas, andTrzmo, all,
come running out, and join lolth the reft, ivbo
were on the theatre before.
Amph. Sure ’tis fome god: he vanilh’d from our
fight.
And told us we iiiould fee him foon return.
^Alc. I know not what to hope, nor what to fear
A fimple error, is a real crime;
And unconfenting innocence is loft.
A fecond pale of thunder. After which, Jupiter
appears in a machine.
fup. Look up, Amphitryon, and behold above,
Th’ impoftor god, the rival of thy love:
In thy own fhape, fee Jupiter appear,
And let that fight, fecure thy jealous fear.
Difgrace, and infamy, are turn’d to boaft :
No fame, in Jove's, concurrence can be loft:
What he enjoys, he fandifies from vice.;
And by partaking, ftamps into a price.
’Tis I, who ought to murmur at my fate;
Forc’d by my love, my godhead to tranllate ;
When on no other terms I could pollefs,
But by thy form, thy features, and thy drefs;
To thee were giv’n, the bleffings that I fought.
Which elfe, not all the bribes of heav’n had bought* ;
Then take into thy arms thy envy’d love ;
And, in his own defpight, triumph o’er Jove.
Merc, [ajide.'] Amphitryon and Alcmena, both
ftand mute, and know not how to take it. Soft. ;