Love Psy. My Lord, you fill me with despair. Psy Love. Think well on it; I can yet be silent. Love Psy. Do you pledge yourself by oaths which you do not mean to keep. Psy Love. Be it so! I am a god, the most powerful of all gods, absolute master on this earth, and in the heavens; my power is supreme in the ocean and the air; in a word, I am Love himself. I have wounded myself with my own darts for love of you; and, alas! but for the violence which you impose on me, and which has turned my passion for you into wrath, you would have me now for your husband. Your wish is accomplished; you know whom you loved; you know the lover whom you charmed; see now what misfortune is upon us. Yourself you force me to abandon you, yourself you force me to deprive you of all the fruits of your victory. It may be that your beautiful eyes will see me no more; this palace, these grounds, once vanished with me, will cause your rising glory to fade away. You would not believe me, and the dispelling of this doubt has for fruit that Fate, at whose blows the very heavens tremble, mightier than my love, mightier than all the gods united, which is even now showing its hatred to you, and driving me hence. Love Love flies away, and the gardens vanish. Love SCENE IV. The stage represents a desert and the wild banks of a river. Psyche, the River God, reclining on a bank of reeds, and leaning on an urn. Psyche River God
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