Amphitrite
Great Neptune! now no more
Let Æolus enrage the sea;
Let him my will obey,
Till these arrive upon the wish’d for shore.
Neptune
My dear, my Amphitrite,
All I wish is to delight thee.
Fair and serene,
Like thee my Queen,
The region of the air shall be;
At Neptune’s call
The winds shall fall,
Nor longer vex the region of the sea.