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Irritation against them is wrong, for the wings at your feet are a
friendly gift of theirs. MERC. Yes; but does going more quickly tire
oneself less? NIGHT. Let us leave the matter, Seigneur Mercury, and
learn what is wanted. MERC. Jupiter, as I have told you, wishes the dark
aid of your cloak for a certain gallant adventure, which a new love
affair has furnished him. His custom is not new to you, I believe: often
does he neglect the heavens for the earth; and you are not ignorant that
this master of the Gods loves to take upon himself the guise of man to
woo earthly beauties. He knows a hundred ingenious tricks to entrap the
most obdurate. He has felt the darts of Alcmene's eyes; and, whilst
Amphitryon, her husband, commands the Theban troops on the plains of
Boeotia, Jupiter has taken his form, and assuaged his pai