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quite giddy with endeavouring to make that compre- 

 nenfible to you which I do not underftand myfelf. If 

 we had but a mythologift here now ! 



Luna ~] That would fo completely perplex us, that 

 all the hellebore in the univerfe would never fettle our 

 heads again. 



DL:n3.~\ Do you know what, goddefies ? The beft 

 way will be not to think any more of the matter. Let 

 the mythologies fay of us what they will, they can nei- 

 ther make us more riot left than we are. Let us take each 

 bur feparate road, and-— great Jupiter ! what a dread- 

 ful noiie that is ! Hark ! 



Luna.'] I hear a barking as if it proceeded from a 

 thoufand doa's* and a hilling; as of ten thoufand 

 fnakes.— 



Hecate.'] Lightning darts upon the ground; the 

 tempeft howls through the fore!! ; I hear the crafting 

 of the oaks torn up by their roots — 



■Diana,] The earth trembles under my feet ; it 

 cleaves afuncler ; thick flames df fu'Iphur arife from its - 

 tntrails, —what form is that which afcends from the- 

 abyfs ? Have ye ever feeri any thing fo horrible in 

 your lives ? 



Hecaie.l A woman comes ud who is at lean: three 



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hundred ells in height ; the rjathes of lightning; from 

 her eyes are as thick as my arm, and inficad of hairy 

 brown and blue fpotted fnakes twine in hdrrid folds 

 about her head, or hifs in rolling; curls down her tawny 

 ftoulders. Inliead of feet for walking, the writhes 

 herfelf along on two monitrous dragons, holding a 

 flaming pine-tree in her left hand, and brandiihing 

 a dagger of forty ells in her right. — : - 



n n 2 Luna. 



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