To quench and empty his immortal heat.
Merc. I'll lay on the woman's side for all that, that she shall love longest to-night, in spite of your omnipotence.
Phœ. I shall be cursed by all the labouring trades,
That early rise; but you must be obeyed.
Jup. No matter for the cheating part of man,
They have a day's sin less to answer for.
Phœ. When would you have me wake?
Jup. Why, when Jove goes to sleep; when I have finished,
Your brother Mercury shall bring you word.—
[Exit Phœbus in his chariot.