“Oh, I would not—no, I would not be there!”
Chrys. (in raptures). Why, where’s the cunning of the sorcerer
Placed by the magic of such words as these?
“When pitch-incrusted night aloft prevails;”
Why, there’s an epithet might make day night,
And shame the swallows to their couching place!
“When no still goddess through the mid-air sails!”
Why, here’s a blackness, Zoram, so intense
It scares the very deities away!
Phan. (explaining). “Still goddess” means the moon.