Aca. Your father Neptune, from the seas,
Has Nereids and blue Tritons sent,
To charm your discontent.
Nereids rise out of the Sea, and sing; Tritons dance.
From the low palace of old father Ocean,
Come we in pity your cares to deplore;
Sea-racing dolphins are trained for our motion,
Moony tides swelling to roll us ashore.
II.
Every nymph of the flood, her tresses rending,
Throws off her armlet of pearl in the main;
Neptune in anguish his charge unattending,
Vessels are foundering, and vows are in vain.
256 Enter Tyranny, Democracy, represented by Men, attended by Asebia and Zelota, Women.
Tyr. Ha, ha! 'tis what so long I wished and vowed:
Our plots and delusions
Have wrought such confusions,
That the monarch's a slave to the crowd.
Dem. A design we fomented,—
Tyr. By hell it was new!
Dem. A false plot invented,—