this night is done
By me a solemn honour to the Moon;
Flie like a full sail.

_Eol_. I am gone.

_Cin_. Dark night,
Strike a full silence, do a thorow right
To this great _Chorus_, that our Musick may
Touch high as heaven, and make the East break day
At mid-[n]ight.

[_Musick_.

SONG.
Cinthia _to thy power, and them we obey.
Joy to this great company, and no day
Come to steal this night away,
Till the rites of love are ended,
And the lusty Bridegroom say,
Welcome light of all befriended.
Pace out you watry powers below, let your feet
Like the Gallies when they row, even beat_.
_Let your unknown measures set
To the still winds, tell to all
That Gods are come immortal great,
To honour this great Nuptial_.

The Measure. Second Song.

_Hold back thy hours dark night, till we have done,
The day will come too soon;
Young Maids will curse thee if thou steal'st away,
And leav'st their blushes open to the day.
Stay, stay, and hide the blushes of the Bride.
Stay gentle night, and with thy darkness cover
The kisses of her Lover.
Stay, and confound her tears, and her shrill cryings,
Her weak denials, vows, and often dyings;
Stay and hide all, but help not though she
call_.

_Nep_. Great Queen of us and Heaven,
Hear what I bring to make this hour a full one,
If not her measure.

_Cinth_. Speak Seas King.

_Nep_. Thy tunes my _Amphitrite_ joyes to have,
When they will dance upon the rising wave,
And court me as the sails, my _Trytons_ play
Musick to lead a storm, I'le lead the way.

Song. Measure.

_To bed, to bed; come Hymen, lead the Bride,
And lay her by her Husbands side:
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