When Jove Lay Bless'D In His Alcm'Na'S Charms, Three Nights In One He Press'D Her In His Arms; The Sun Lay Set, And Conscious Nature Strove To Shade Her God, And To Prolong His Love. From That Auspicious Night Alcides Came; What Less Could Rise From Jove And Such A Dame? May This Auspicious Night With That Compare, Nor Less The Joys, Nor Less The Rising Heir, He Strong As Jove, She Like Alcm'Na Fair.