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NIGHT, from above I am the sable Night; and all sleeps through
my might. Of Orpheus I'm the wife, playtime of vice and strife. I'm guardian
of the thief; of lovers friend in chief.
I am the sable Night, and have it in my might
To magnify excess, and mankind to depress.
My mantle hides the face of every whore's disgrace. Ere Phoebus' light
shall flame, I shall begin a game. You offspring of my heart, daughters
of lust, come start, You Furies; up arise, and let yourselves appear;
Come diligently learn what soon must happen here.
ALECTO What says dark Night, the Queen of midnight still ? What is there
new? What's your desire and will?
MÆGERA Hotfoot from Acheron's pit Mægera stands To hear,
Witch of Ill Fate, thy sweet commands.
THISIPHONE Thisiphone I; what hast in mind ? now say Black Hecate, how
to serve thee best I may.
NIGHT Hearken, all ye three Furies, hear! offspring of darkness, bearers
of all misfortune, listen to your poppy-crowned Queen of Night, protectress
of thieves and robbers, friend and light to the incendiary, lover of stolen
goods, and most-beloved goddess of all dishonourable loves, how often will
my evil altar be honoured for this deed! This night and during the coming
day you must assist me, for the king of this realm burns in lust for his
brother's wife, for whose sake he has murdered him that he may possess
her and the kingdom. Now is the hour at hand in which he will celebrate
his nuptials with her. I shall throw my mantle over them so that they see
not their sin. Wherefore be ready to sow the seeds of discord, mix poison
into their marriage and jealousy into their hearts. Kindle a fire of revenge,
and make its sparks fly throughout the kingdom, entangle blood- brothers
in the snare of incest, rejoice the infernal regions with deeds of ruthless
and rancorous malice; be gone, hasten and fulfil my behests.
THISIPHONE Enough. I've heard; I'll finish, quickly too, More than Night
by herself could plan to do.
MÆGERA Pluto himself can not inspire in me More ill than men shall
very shortly see.
ALECTO I fan the sparks, and make the fire to burn. Within two days,
all joy I'll overturn.
NIGHT Then haste; I now ascend; your tasks attend!
