Æolus.
Ye winds that cloud the fairest skies,
Retire within your darkest caves,
And leave the realm of waves
To Zephyr, Love, and sighs.
A Triton.
What lovely eyes these moist abodes have pierced?
Ye mighty Tritons, come; ye Nereids, hide.
All the Tritons.
Then rise we all these deities fair to meet;
With softest strains and homage let us greet
Their beauty rare.
A Cupid.
How dazzling are these ladies' charms!
Another Cupid.
What heart but seeing them must yield?