ascend.

_Cinth_. Doth this majestick show
Give thee no knowledge yet?

_Nep_. Yes, now I see.
Something intended _(Cinthia)_ worthy thee;
Go on, I'le be a helper.

_Cinth_. Hie thee then,
And charge the wind flie from his Rockie Den.
Let loose thy subjects, only _Boreas_
Too foul for our intention as he was;
Still keep him fast chain'd; we must have none here
But vernal blasts, and gentle winds appear,
Such as blow flowers, and through the glad Boughs sing
Many soft welcomes to the lusty spring.
These are our musick: next, thy watry race
Bring on in couples; we are pleas'd to grace
This noble night, each in their richest things
Your own deeps or the broken vessel brings;
Be prodigal, and I shall be as kind,
And shine at full upon you.

_Nep_. Ho the wind
Commanding _Eolus!_

[Enter Eolus out of a Rock.

_Eol_. Great _Neptune!_