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PELE US AND TH E T I S.

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MASQU E.

SET ΤΟ MUSIC.

THE ARGUMENT.

Peleus, in love with Thetis, by the affiftance of Proteus obtains her favour; but Jupiter interpofing, Peleus in despair confults Prometheus, famous for his skill in aftrology; apon whofe prophecy, that the fon born of Thetis fhould prove greater than his father, Jupiter defifts. The prophecy was afterwards verified in the birth of Achilles the fon of Peleus.

PERSONS IN THE MAS QUE.

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The SCENE reprefents Mount Caucafus; Prometheus appears chained to a rock, a vulture gnawing his breaft. Peleus enters, addressing himself to Prometheus

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THETIS to JUPITER.

Thy love ftill arm'd with fate,
Is dreadful as thy hate:
O might it prove to me,
So gentle Peleus were but free;
O might it prove to me

As fatal as to loft confuming Semele!
Thy love ftill arm'd with fate,
Is dreadful as thy hate.

PROMETHEUS to JUPITER,

Son of Saturn, take advice

From one whom thy fevere decree Has furnish'd leisure to grow wife:

Thou rul'ft the Gods, but Fate rules thee.

[THE PROPHECY.]

Whoe'er th' immortal maid compreffing,
Shall tafte joy, and reap the bleffing,
Thus th' unerring stars advise:
From that aufpicious night an heir shall rise,
Paternal glories to efface

The moft illuftrious of his race,
Tho' fprang from him who rules the skies.

JUPITER [Apart.]

Shall then the fon of Saturn be undone,
Like Saturn, by an impious fon?
Juftly th' impartial fates confpire,
Dooming that fon to be the fire

Of fuch another fon :

Conscious of ills that I have done,

My fears to prudence fhall advise;

And guilt that made me great, shall make me wife.
The fatal bleffing I refign;
Peleus take the maid divine:

Jove confenting fhe is thine; The fatal bleffing I refign.

PELEVS.

[Giving her to Peleus.

[Joins their hands,

Heav'n had been loft, had I been Jove.

There is no heav'n, there is no heav'n but love,

PELEUS and THETIS, together,

There is no heav'n but love,

No, no, no,

There is no heav'n but love.

JUPITER to PROMETHEUS.
And thou, the stars interpreter,
'Tis juft I fet thee free,

Who giv'ft me liberty:
Arife and be thyself a star.
'Tis juft I fet thee free,
Who giv'ft me liberty,

[The Vulture drops dead at the feet of
Prometheus, his chains fall off, and be is
borne up to Heaven with Jupiter to a loud
flourish of all the inftruments.

[Peleus and Thetis run into each others arms, PELEVS.

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