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Presently the cunning workman Vulcan tried to
pacify his mother Juno, and said, 'It will never do for you two to
go on quarrelling and setting heaven in an uproar about a pack of
mortals. The thing will not bear talking about. If such counsels
are to prevail a god will not be able to get his dinner in peace.
Let me then advise my mother (and I am sure it is her own opinion)
to make her peace with my dear father, lest he should scold her
still further, and spoil our banquet; for if he does wish to turn us
all out there can be no question about his being perfectly able to
do so. Say something civil to him, therefore, and then perhaps he
will not hurt us.'
"As he spoke he took a large cup of nectar and put it into his
mother's hands, saying, 'Bear it, my dear mother, and make the best
of it. I love you dearly and should be very sorry to see you get a
thrashing. I should not be able to help you, for my father Jove is
not a safe person to differ from. You know once before when I was
trying to help you he caught me by the foot and chucked me from the
heavenly threshold.


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