—And so forth, explaining why he had been banished from Heaven by _Jupiter_. Entereth to him _Admetus_, not wisting who he is, beyond his hired Servant, whereon they parley on Things in general, especially the Wool Trade and Clothworking, (with a Hit, here and there, at the Drapers.) Then the merry Sound of Drumes and Pfiffes causeth them to step aside behind the Trees, and there entereth a Company of Shepherds and Shepherdesses singing the Praises of their fair Lady _Alcestis_, represented by a fair Boy i' the Midst, crowned with Guirlands. Then _Admetus_ doeth _Apollo_ to wit how that he is enamoured of _Alcestis_, whose Father will in no wise bestow her save on one that shall yoke a Boar and Lion together in a Car. Then _Apollo_, who hath a dark Lanthorn aneath his Cloke wherewith he ever and anon maketh a sudden Flare into _Admetus'_ Eyes, who wisteth not whence it cometh, nor wotteth 'tis the sunbright Glory of his celestial Guest, biddeth _Admetus_ not to lose Heart, for that he will accomplish his Task for him. And thereupon taking up his Lyre, he beginneth to sing and play after such a transporting Manner, that the Birds give over singing in the Trees and hop down on his Shoulders, the Beasts begin to glare at him through the Thickets, and then to gather about him, subdued unto a kind of surly Softness,—whereon _Apollo_, giving _Admetus_ a private Nod and continuing his playing, _Admetus_ without more Ado takes a Yoke wreathed with Flowers from one of the Shepherds, yoketh therewith a Lion and a Boar into a Car that is presently brought in, placeth _Alcestis_ in it, driveth her to the Feet of her Father, (a King,) who arriveth opportunely and can no longer say why the Marriage should not be solemnizated; and, their Hands being joined by him, the Shepherds and Shepherdesses dance about them, _Apollo_ still playing; and one and all chant a Chorus in Praise of Clothworking. Ha! that was a notable good Pageant! Far better than mine own, many Years after, which I need not tell thee, Lad, I did not devise myself. The Toy was pretty, too, and appropriate—the Story of _Jason_, whom I believe to have been nothing more nor less than a Merchant-adventurer that equipped his Ship the _Argonaut_, and by his Traffic and Commerce carried off the Golden Fleece; that is to say, the Trade of the World.