I scarcely felt the weight;
Joy ruled the day, and Love the night.
But, since the queen of pleasure left the ground,[75]
I faint, I lag,
And feebly drag
The ponderous orb around.
Momus. All, all of a piece throughout;
Thy chace had a beast in view; [Pointing to Diana.
Thy wars brought nothing about;
Thy lovers were all untrue. [To Venus.