The golden fleece; or, Jason in Colchis and Medea in Corinth. The bee and the orange tree; or, The four wishes. "The birds" of Aristophanes. The invisible prince; or, The island of Tranquil Delights. The new planet; or, Harlequin out of place. The golden branch. Theseus and Ariadne; or, The marriage of Bacchus. The king of the peacocks. The seven champions of Christendom

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