P A K T III. 



CLOCINDA. 



Far in the nether realms terrene, 



Clocinda reigns, the Goddess and the Queen. 



To her tis given each mystic change to know, 



That bodies alimental undergo 



The frame to nurture, to each taste to cater, 



Nature s most kind invigorator ! 



The spit her sceptre, parsely forms her crown, 



Kitchen her realm, and wooden stool her throne 



With these installed, all powerful her sway, 



When she commands, all tremble and obey. 



Obedient Vulcan owns her sovereign power, 



And Croton summoned sends the prosperous shower. 



Portly her frame, and rubicund her face, 



Calm in repose, but awful in grimace : 



