_Juno._ Is this, then, all the thanks that I shall have For saving him from snakes' and serpents' stings, That would have killed him, sleeping, as he lay? What, though I was offended with thy son, 40 And wrought him mickle woe on sea and land, When, for the hate of Trojan Ganymede,[498] That was advancèd by my Hebe's shame, And Paris' judgment of the heavenly ball, I mustered all the winds unto his wreck, And urg'd each element to his annoy? Yet now I do repent me of his ruth, And wish that I had never wrong'd him so. Bootless, I saw, it was to war with fate That hath so many unresisted[499] friends: 50 Wherefore I changed[500] my counsel with the time, And planted love where envy erst had sprung. _Ven._ Sister of Jove, if that thy love be such As these thy protestations do paint forth, We two, as friends, one fortune will divide: Cupid shall lay his arrows in thy lap, And to a sceptre change his golden shafts; Fancy[501] and modesty shall live as mates, And thy fair peacocks by my pigeons perch: Love, my Æneas, and desire is thine; 60 The day, the night, my swans, my sweets, are thine. _Juno._ More than melodious are these words to me, That overcloy my soul with their content. Venus, sweet Venus, how may I deserve Such amorous favours at thy beauteous hand? But, that thou mayst more easily perceive How highly I do prize this amity, Hark to a motion of eternal league, Which I will make in quittance of thy love. Thy son, thou know'st, with Dido now remains, 70 And feeds his eyes with favours of her court; She, likewise, in admiring spends her time, And cannot talk nor think of aught but him: Why should not they, then, join in marriage, And bring forth mighty kings to Carthage-town, Whom casualty of sea hath made such friends? And, Venus, let there be a match confirm'd Betwixt these two, whose loves are so alike; And both our deities, conjoin'd in one, Shall chain felicity unto their throne. 80 _Ven._ Well could I like this reconcilement's means; But much I fear my son will ne'er consent, Whose armèd soul, already on the sea, Darts forth her light [un]to Lavinia's shore.