Charon.--There are all kinds of concerto's and opera's, both vocal and instrumental, executed by the very _best_ of the Italians, and the most celebrated voices from every part of the world. There are various pieces performed in all languages, and in all kinds of taste, for the universal satisfaction of the audience. Those who have a taste for ancient music, will be more gratified than they can be in Tottenham-street[50]. They will hear with admiration the gentle flute of Marsius, be ravished with the thorough-bass of Stentor, and expire with delight at the thrilling note of Misurus's trumpet. Beau.--All this is charming; but what sort of a table is kept? One cannot altogether live on _love_ and _music_, though one must _languish_ and _expire_ without them, as well _as with them_! Charon.--If you are fond of good cheer, you have nothing to do but to pay a visit to Tantalus. Are you thirsty? The Styx, the Cocytus, and the Phlegethon present their waves to your acceptance. Beau.--I should indeed rather prefer the nectar of the Gods--but as I shall not stay long (for I make it a rule never to stay long in a place) water may suffice! Charon.--It would have been as easy to have escaped from the Labyrinth of Dædalus, as the infernal regions! Beau.--I have always (though as wild as March, and inconstant as April) been a favourite with the fair! Ariadne procured for her Theseus a means of escape. Charon.--I make no doubt, from your conversation, that you are not only the favourite, but the blessed Adonis of all the women: but _that_ will avail you nothing. Lucifer, the unpitying Lucifer, though you should promise to offer him every day three hundred bulls in sacrifice[51], would not lend you even one of the smallest of his imps to help you to get out. Beau.--Did not Hercules escape from it, and carry Cerberus along with him? Did not Æneas (with the assistance of the golden bough, and led by the Cumæan Sybil) take the same journey to pay a visit to his father? Why may not I, like Orpheus, go to visit it while living? Charon.--Orpheus was particularly indulged, and Eurydice restored to him on account of his charming voice, and the delightful music of his lyre! You have no such pretensions. But Alecto, Megara, and Tysiphone, will receive you graciously and open the gates of _Tartarus_ to you. The least of your exploits will entitle you to their attentions:--they are too good, too reasonable, too indulgent to require from you the very great pains you have taken, through the whole course of your life, to recommend yourself to them.