never get a wink of sleep. I'll drive you mad with my constan t twisting and turning.
ZEUS: There's nothing I'd like better than to stay awake all night, kissing you and holding you in my arms.
GANYMEDE: Well, you should know. But I'll probably go to sleep while you're doing it.
ZEUS: I'll know what to do about that. In the meantime, Hermes, just take him along and give him a dose of immortality, will you? And then bring him back to pour out drinks for us. But first of all, do show him the proper way to handle a wine-glass.
Scene: A corridor in the palace. Enter Hermes from the royal bed‐ chamber, shutting the door behind him. A bearded gentleman, rather wet and carrying a trident, comes hurrying along the corridor. It is Poseidon.
POSEIDON: Oh, Hermes, could I have a word with Zeus, do you think?
HERMES: Out of the question, I'm afraid, Poseidon.
POSEIDON: All the same, just let him know I'm here.
HERMES: He mustn't be disturbed, I tell you. You've chosen a very awkward moment - you simply can't see him just now.
POSEIDON: Why, is he in bed with Hera?
HERMES: No, it's something quite different.
POSEIDON: Oh, I see what you mean. He's got Ganymede in there.
HERMES: No, it's not that either. The fact is, he's feeling rather unwell.
POSEIDON: Why, Hermes, what a terrible thing! What's the matter with him?