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102:01,000['  ]| <A> 
102:01,000['  ]| <MASK> 
102:01,000['  ]| <PRESENTED> 
102:01,000['  ]| <\AT\ Ludlow-Castle,> 
102:01,000['  ]| <1634.  &c.> 
102:01,000['  ]| <The first Scene discovers a wild Wood.> 
102:01,000['  ]| <\The attendant Spirit descends or enters.\> 
102:01,001[F  ]| BEFORE the starry threshold of \Jove's\ Court 
102:01,002[F  ]| My mansion is, where those immortal shapes 
102:01,003[F  ]| Of bright aerial Spirits live insphered 
102:01,004[F  ]| In$4$ Regions mild of calm and serene Air, 
102:01,005[F  ]| Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot, 
102:01,006[F  ]| Which$6#1$ men call Earth, and with low-thoughted care 
102:01,007[F  ]| Confined, and pestered in$4$ this penfold here, 
102:01,008[F  ]| Strive to$9$ keep up$5$ a frail, and Feverish being 
102:01,009[F  ]| Unmindful of the crown that$6#1$ Virtue gives 
102:01,010[F  ]| After this mortal change, to$4$ her true Servants 
102:01,011[F  ]| Amongst the enthroned gods on$4$ Sainted seats.  
102:01,012[F  ]| Yet some there be that$6#1$ by$4$ due steps aspire 
102:01,013[F  ]| To$9$ lay their just hands on$4$ that$6#2$ Golden Key 
102:01,014[F  ]| That$6#1$ opes the Palace of Eternity:  
102:01,015[F  ]| To$4$ such my errand is, and but for$4$ such, 
102:01,016[F  ]| I would not soil these pure Ambrosial weeds.  
102:01,017[F  ]| With the rank vapours of this Sin-worn mould.  
102:01,018[F  ]| But to$4$ my task.  \Neptune\ besides the sway 
102:01,019[F  ]| Of every salt Flood, and each ebbing Stream, 
102:01,020[F  ]| Took in$5$ by$4$ lot between high, and nether \Jove\, 
102:01,021[F  ]| Imperial rule of all the Sea-girt Isles 
102:01,022[F  ]| That$6#1$ like$5$ to$4$ rich, and various gems inlay 
102:01,023[F  ]| The unadorned bosom of the Deep, 
102:01,024[F  ]| Which$6#1$ he to$9$ grace his tributary gods 
102:01,025[F  ]| By$4$ course commits to$4$ several government, 
102:01,026[F  ]| And gives them leave to$9$ wear their Sapphire crowns, 
102:01,027[F  ]| And wield their little tridents, but this Isle 
102:01,028[F  ]| The greatest, and the best of all the main 
102:01,029[F  ]| He quarters to$4$ his blue-haired deities, 
102:01,030[F  ]| And all this tract that$6#1$ fronts the falling sun 
102:01,031[F  ]| A noble Peer of mickle trust, and power 
102:01,032[F  ]| Has in$4$ his charge, with tempered awe to$9$ guide 
102:01,033[F  ]| An old, and haughty Nation proud in$4$ Arms:  
102:01,034[F  ]| Where his fair offspring nursed in$4$ Princely lore, 
102:01,035[F  ]| Are coming to$9$ attend their Father's state, 
102:01,036[F  ]| And new-entrusted Sceptre, but their way 
102:01,037[F  ]| Lies through the perplexed paths of this drear Wood, 
102:01,038[F  ]| The nodding horror of whose shady brows 
102:01,039[F  ]| Threats the forlorn and wandering Passenger.  
102:01,040[F  ]| And here their tender age might suffer peril, 
102:01,041[F  ]| But that$3$ by$4$ quick command from Sovereign \Jove\ 
102:01,042[F  ]| I was dispatched for$4$ their defence, and guard; 
102:01,043[F  ]| And listen why, for$3$ I will$1$ tell ye now 
102:01,044[F  ]| What never yet was heard in$4$ Tale or Song 
102:01,045[F  ]| From old, or modern Bard in$4$ Hall, or Bower.  
102:01,046[F  ]| \Bacchus\ that$6#1$ first from out the purple Grape, 
102:01,047[F  ]| Crushed the sweet poison of misused Wine 
102:01,048[F  ]| After the \Tuscan\ Mariners transformed 
102:01,049[F  ]| Coasting the \Tyrrhene\ shore, as the winds listed, 
102:01,050[F  ]| On$4$ \Circes\ Iland fell (who$6#2$ knows not \Circe\ 
102:01,051[F  ]| The daughter of the Sun?  Whose charmed Cup 
102:01,052[F  ]| Whoever tasted, lost his upright shape, 
102:01,053[F  ]| And downward fell into a groveling Swine) 
102:01,054[F  ]| This Nymph that$6#1$ gazed upon$4$ his clustering locks, 
102:01,055[F  ]| With Ivy berries wreathed, and his blithe youth, 
102:01,056[F  ]| Had by$4$ him, before he parted thence, a Son 
102:01,057[F  ]| Much like$4$ his Father, but his Mother more, 
102:01,058[F  ]| Whom therefore she brought up$5$ and \Comus\ named, 
102:01,059[F  ]| Who$6#1$ ripe, and frolic of his full grown age, 
102:01,060[F  ]| Roving the \Celtic\, and \Iberian\ fields, 
102:01,061[F  ]| At last betakes him to$4$ this ominous Wood, 
102:01,062[F  ]| And in$4$ thick shelter of black shades imbowered, 
102:01,063[F  ]| Excels his Mother at her mighty Art, 
102:01,064[F  ]| Offering to$4$ every weary Traveller, 
102:01,065[F  ]| His orient liquor in$4$ a Crystal Glass, 
102:01,066[F  ]| To$9$ quench the drought of \Phoebus\, which$6#1$ as they taste 
102:01,067[F  ]| (For$3$ most do taste through fond intemperate thirst) 
102:01,068[F  ]| Soon as the Potion works, their human countenance, 
102:01,069[F  ]| The express resemblance of the gods, is changed 
102:01,070[F  ]| Into some brutish form of Wolf, or Bear, 
102:01,071[F  ]| Or Ounce, or Tiger, Hog, or bearded Goat, 
102:01,072[F  ]| All other parts remaining as they were, 
102:01,073[F  ]| And they, so$5#1$ perfect is their misery, 
102:01,074[F  ]| Not once perceive their foul disfigurement, 
102:01,075[F  ]| But boast themselves more comely than before 
102:01,076[F  ]| And all their friends, and native home forget 
102:01,077[F  ]| To$9$ roll with pleasure in$4$ a sensual sty.  
102:01,078[F  ]| Therefore when any favoured of high \Jove\, 
102:01,079[F  ]| Chances to$9$ pass through this adventurous glade, 
102:01,080[F  ]| Swift as the Sparkle of a glancing Star, 
102:01,081[F  ]| I shoot from Heaven to$9$ give him safe convoy, 
102:01,082[F  ]| As now I do:  But first I must put off 
102:01,083[F  ]| These my sky robes spun out of \Iris'\ Woof, 
102:01,084[F  ]| And take the Weeds and likeness of a Swain, 
102:01,085[F  ]| That$6#1$ to$4$ the service of this house belongs, 
102:01,086[F  ]| Who$6#1$ with his soft Pipe, and smooth-dittied Song, 
102:01,087[F  ]| Well knows to$9$ still the wild winds when they roar, 
102:01,088[F  ]| And hush the waving Woods, nor of less faith, 
102:01,089[F  ]| And in$4$ this office of his Mountain watch, 
102:01,090[F  ]| Likeliest, and nearest to$4$ the present aid 
102:01,091[F  ]| Of this occasion.  But I hear the tread 
102:01,092[F  ]| Of hateful steps, I must be viewless now.  
102:01,000['  ]| <Comus \enters with a Charming Rod in one hand, \> 
102:01,000['  ]| <\his Glass in the other, with him a rout of Monsters, \> 
102:01,000['  ]| <\headed like sundry sorts of wild Beasts, but otherwise\>
102:01,000['  ]| <\like Men and Women, their Apparel glistering, they come in making a\> 
102:01,000['  ]| <\riotous and unruly noise, with Torches in their hands.\> 
102:01,093[B  ]| The Star that$6#1$ bids the Shepherd fold, 
102:01,094[B  ]| Now the top of Heaven doth hold, 
102:01,095[B  ]| And the gilded Car of Day, 
102:01,096[B  ]| His glowing Axle doth allay 
102:01,097[B  ]| In$4$ the steep \Atlantic\ stream, 
102:01,098[B  ]| And the slope Sun his upward beam 
102:01,099[B  ]| Shoots against the dusky Pole, 
102:01,100[B  ]| Pacing toward the other goal 
102:01,101[B  ]| Of his Chamber in$4$ the East.  
102:01,102[B  ]| Meanwhile welcome Joy, and Feast, 
102:01,103[B  ]| Midnight shout, and revelry, 
102:01,104[B  ]| Tipsy dance, and Jollity.  
102:01,105[B  ]| Braid your Locks with rosy Twine 
102:01,106[B  ]| Dropping odours, dropping Wine.  
102:01,107[B  ]| Rigor now is gone to$4$ bed, 
102:01,108[B  ]| And Advice with scrupulous head, 
102:01,109[B  ]| Strict Age, and sour Severity, 
102:01,110[B  ]| With their grave Saws in$4$ slumber lie  
102:01,111[B  ]| We that$6#1$ are of purer fire 
102:01,112[B  ]| Imitate the Starry Quire, 
102:01,113[B  ]| Who$6#1$ in$4$ their nightly watchful Spheres, 
102:01,114[B  ]| Lead in$4$ swift round the Months and Years.  
102:01,115[B  ]| The Sounds, and Seas with all their finny drove 
102:01,116[B  ]| Now to$4$ the Moon in$4$ wavering Morris move, 
102:01,117[B  ]| And on$4$ the Tawny Sands and Shelves, 
102:01,118[B  ]| Trip the pert Fairies and the dapper Elves; 
102:01,119[B  ]| By$4$ dimpled Brook, and Fountain brim, 
102:01,120[B  ]| The Wood-Nymphs decked with Daisies trim, 
102:01,121[B  ]| Their merry wakes and pastimes keep:  
102:01,122[B  ]| What hath night to$9$ do with sleep?  
102:01,123[B  ]| Night hath better sweets to$9$ prove, 
102:01,124[B  ]| \Venus\ now wakes, and wakens Love.  
102:01,125[B  ]| Come let us our rites begin, 
102:01,126[B  ]| It is only day-light that$6#1$ makes Sin 
102:01,127[B  ]| Which$6#1$ these dun shades will$1$ never report.  
102:01,128[B  ]| Hail Goddess of Nocturnal sport 
102:01,129[B  ]| Dark veiled \Cotytto\, to$4$ whom the secret flame 
102:01,130[B  ]| Of midnight Torches burns; mysterious Dame 
102:01,131[B  ]| That$6#1$ never art called, but when the Dragon womb 
102:01,132[B  ]| Of Stygian darknes spets her thickest gloom, 
102:01,133[B  ]| And makes one blot of all the air, 
102:01,134[B  ]| Stay thy cloudy Ebon chair, 
102:01,135[B  ]| Wherein thou ridest with \Hecat\, and befriend 
102:01,136[B  ]| Us thy vowed Priests, till utmost end 
102:01,137[B  ]| Of all thy dues be done, and none left out, 
102:01,138[B  ]| Before the blabbing Eastern scout, 
102:01,139[B  ]| The nice Morn on$4$ the \Indian\ steep 
102:01,140[B  ]| From her cabined loop hole peep, 
102:01,141[B  ]| And to$4$ the tell-tale Sun descry 
102:01,142[B  ]| Our concealed Solemnity.  
102:01,143[B  ]| Come, knit hands, and beat the ground, 
102:01,144[B  ]| In$4$ a light fantastic round.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The measure.\> 
102:01,145[B  ]| Break off, break off, I feel the different pace, 
102:01,146[B  ]| Of some chaste footing near about this ground.  
102:01,147[B  ]| Run to$4$ your shrouds, within these Brakes and Trees.  
102:01,148[B  ]| Our number may affright:  Some Virgin sure 
102:01,149[B  ]| (For$3$ so$5#2$ I can distinguish by$4$ mine Art) 
102:01,150[B  ]| Benighted in$4$ these Woods.  Now to$4$ my charms, 
102:01,151[B  ]| And to$4$ my wily trains, I shall before long 
102:01,152[B  ]| Be well stocked with as fair a herd as grazed 
102:01,153[B  ]| About my Mother \Circe\.  Thus I hurl 
102:01,154[B  ]| My dazzling Spells into the spongy air, 
102:01,155[B  ]| Of power to$9$ cheat the eye with blear illusion, 
102:01,156[B  ]| And give it false presentments, lest the place 
102:01,157[B  ]| And my quaint habits breed astonishment, 
102:01,158[B  ]| And put the Damsel to$4$ suspicious flight, 
102:01,159[B  ]| Which$6#1$ must not be, for$3$ that$6#2$ is against my course; 
102:01,160[B  ]| I under fair pretence of friendly ends, 
102:01,161[B  ]| And well placed words of glozing courtesy 
102:01,162[B  ]| Baited with reasons not unplausible 
102:01,163[B  ]| Wind me into the easy-hearted man, 
102:01,164[B  ]| And hug him into snares.  When once her eye 
102:01,165[B  ]| Hath met the virtue of this Magic dust, 
102:01,166[B  ]| I shall appear some harmless Villager 
102:01,167[B  ]| Whom thrift keeps up$5$ about his Country gear, 
102:01,168[B  ]| But here she comes, I fairly step aside, 
102:01,169[B  ]| And hearken, if I may, her business here.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The Lady enters.\> 
102:01,170[A  ]| This way the noise was, if mine ear be true, 
102:01,171[A  ]| My best guide now, methought it was the sound 
102:01,172[A  ]| Of Riot, and ill managed Merriment, 
102:01,173[A  ]| Such as the jocund Flute, or gamesome Pipe 
102:01,174[A  ]| Stirs up$5$ among the loose unlettered Hinds, 
102:01,175[A  ]| When for$4$ their teeming Flocks, and granges full 
102:01,176[A  ]| In$4$ wanton dance they praise the bounteous \Pan\, 
102:01,177[A  ]| And thank the gods amiss.  I should be loath 
102:01,178[A  ]| To$9$ meet the rudeness, and swilled insolence 
102:01,179[A  ]| Of such late Wassailers; yet O where else 
102:01,180[A  ]| Shall I inform my unacquainted feet 
102:01,181[A  ]| In$4$ the blind mazes of this tangled Wood?  
102:01,182[A  ]| My Brothers when they saw me wearied out 
102:01,183[A  ]| With this long way, resolving here to$9$ lodge 
102:01,184[A  ]| Under the spreading favour of these Pines, 
102:01,185[A  ]| Stepped as they said to$4$ the next Thicket side 
102:01,186[A  ]| To$9$ bring me Berries, or such cooling fruit 
102:01,187[A  ]| As the kind hospitable Woods provide.  
102:01,188[A  ]| They left me then, when the gray-hooded Even 
102:01,189[A  ]| Like$4$ a sad Votarist in$4$ Palmer's weed 
102:01,190[A  ]| Rose from the hindmost wheels of \Phoebus\ wain.  
102:01,191[A  ]| But where they are, and why they came not back, 
102:01,192[A  ]| Is now the labour of my thoughts, it is likeliest 
102:01,193[A  ]| They had engaged their wandering steps too far, 
102:01,194[A  ]| And envious darkness, before they could return, 
102:01,195[A  ]| Had stolen them from me, else O thievish Night 
102:01,196[A  ]| Why wouldst thou, but for$4$ some felonious end, 
102:01,197[A  ]| In$4$ thy dark lantern thus close up$5$ the Stars, 
102:01,198[A  ]| That$6#1$ nature hung in$4$ Heaven, and filled their Lamps 
102:01,199[A  ]| With everlasting oil, to$9$ give due light 
102:01,200[A  ]| To$4$ the misled and lonely Traveller?  
102:01,201[A  ]| This is the place, as well as I may guess, 
102:01,202[A  ]| Whence even now the tumult of loud Mirth 
102:01,203[A  ]| Was rife, and perfect in$4$ my listening ear, 
102:01,204[A  ]| Yet nought but single darkness do I find.  
102:01,205[A  ]| What might this be?  A thousand fantasies 
102:01,206[A  ]| Begin to$9$ throng into my memory 
102:01,207[A  ]| Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, 
102:01,208[A  ]| And airy tongues, that$6#1$ syllable men's names 
102:01,209[A  ]| On$4$ Sands, and Shores, and desert Wildernesses.  
102:01,210[A  ]| These thoughts may startle well, but not astound 
102:01,211[A  ]| The virtuous mind, that$6#1$ ever walks attended 
102:01,212[A  ]| By$4$ a strong siding champion Conscience.  ~~  
102:01,213[A  ]| O welcome pure-eyed Faith, white-handed Hope, 
102:01,214[A  ]| Thou hovering Angel girt with golden wings, 
102:01,215[A  ]| And thou unblemished form of Chastity, 
102:01,216[A  ]| I see ye visibly, and now believe 
102:01,217[A  ]| That$3$ he, the Supreme good, to$4$ whom all things ill 
102:01,218[A  ]| Are but as slavish officers of vengeance, 
102:01,219[A  ]| Would send a glistering Guardian if need were 
102:01,220[A  ]| To$9$ keep my life and honour unassailed.  
102:01,221[A  ]| Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud 
102:01,222[A  ]| Turn forth her silver lining on$4$ the night?  
102:01,223[A  ]| I did not err, there does a sable cloud 
102:01,224[A  ]| Turn forth her silver lining on$4$ the night, 
102:01,225[A  ]| And casts a gleam over the tufted Grove.  
102:01,226[A  ]| I cannot halloo to$4$ my Brothers, but 
102:01,227[A  ]| Such noise as I can make to$9$ be heard farthest 
102:01,228[A  ]| I will$1$ venture, for$3$ my new enlivend spirits 
102:01,229[A  ]| Prompt me; and they perhaps are not far off.  
102:01,000['  ]| <SONG.> 
102:01,230[A  ]| \Sweet Echo, sweetest Nymph that$6#1$ livest unseen\ 
102:01,231[A  ]| \Within thy airy shell\ 
102:01,232[A  ]| \By$4$ slow\ Meander's \margent green,\ 
102:01,233[A  ]| \And in$4$ the violet embroidered vale\ 
102:01,234[A  ]| \Where the love-lorn Nightingale\ 
102:01,235[A  ]| \Nightly to$4$ thee her sad Song mourneth well.\ 
102:01,236[A  ]| \Canst thou not tell me of a gentle Pair\ 
102:01,237[A  ]| \That$6#1$ likest thy\ Narcissus \are?\ 
102:01,238[A  ]| \O if thou have\ 
102:01,239[A  ]| \Hid them in$4$ some flowery Cave,\ 
102:01,240[A  ]| \Tell me but where\ 
102:01,241[A  ]| \Sweet Queen of Parly, Daughter of the Sphere,\ 
102:01,242[A  ]| \So$3$ mayest thou be translated to$4$ the skies,\ 
102:01,243[A  ]| \And give resounding grace to$4$ all Heaven's Harmonies.\ 
102:01,244[B  ]| Can any mortal mixture of Earth's mould 
102:01,245[B  ]| Breath such Divine enchanting ravishment?  
102:01,246[B  ]| Sure something holy lodges in$4$ that$6#2$ breast, 
102:01,247[B  ]| And with these raptures moves the vocal air 
102:01,248[B  ]| To$9$ testify his hidden residence; 
102:01,249[B  ]| How sweetly did they float upon$4$ the wings 
102:01,250[B  ]| Of silence, through the empty-vaulted night 
102:01,251[B  ]| At every fall smoothing the Raven down 
102:01,252[B  ]| Of darkness till it smiled:  I have oft heard 
102:01,253[B  ]| My mother \Circe\ with the Sirens three, 
102:01,254[B  ]| Amidst the flowry-kirtled \Naiades\ 
102:01,255[B  ]| Culling their Potent herbs, and baleful drugs, 
102:01,256[B  ]| Who$6#1$ as they sung, would take the prisoned soul, 
102:01,257[B  ]| And lap it in$4$ \Elysium, Scylla\ wept, 
102:01,258[B  ]| And chid her barking waves into attention, 
102:01,259[B  ]| And fell \Charybdis\ murmured soft applause:  
102:01,260[B  ]| Yet they in$4$ pleasing slumber lulled the sense, 
102:01,261[B  ]| And in$4$ sweet madness robbed it of itself, 
102:01,262[B  ]| But such a sacred, and home-felt delight, 
102:01,263[B  ]| Such sober certainty of waking bliss 
102:01,264[B  ]| I never heard till now.  I will$1$ speak to$4$ her 
102:01,265[B  ]| And she shall be my Queen.  Hail foreign wonder 
102:01,266[B  ]| Whom certain these rough shades did never breed 
102:01,267[B  ]| Unless the Goddess that$6#1$ in$4$ rural shrine 
102:01,268[B  ]| Dwellest here with \Pan\, or \Silvan\, by$4$ blessed Song 
102:01,269[B  ]| Forbidding every bleak unkindly Fog 
102:01,270[B  ]| To$9$ touch the prosperous growth of this tall Wood.  
102:01,271[A  ]| Nay gentle Shepherd ill is lost that$6#2$ praise 
102:01,272[A  ]| That$6#1$ is addressed to$4$ unattending Ears, 
102:01,273[A  ]| Not any boast of skill, but extreme shift 
102:01,274[A  ]| How to$9$ regain my severed company 
102:01,275[A  ]| Compelled me to$9$ awake the courteous Echo 
102:01,276[A  ]| To$9$ give me answer from her mossy Couch.  
102:01,277[B  ]| What chance good Lady hath bereft you thus?  
102:01,278[A  ]| Dim darkness, and this leafy Labyrinth.  
102:01,279[B  ]| Could that$6#2$ divide you from near-ushering guides?  
102:01,280[A  ]| They left me weary on$4$ a grassy turf.  
102:01,281[B  ]| By$4$ falsehood, or discourtesy, or why?  
102:01,282[A  ]| To$9$ seek in$4$ the valley some cool friendly Spring.  
102:01,283[B  ]| And left your fair side all unguarded Lady?  
102:01,284[A  ]| They were but twain, and purposed quick return.  
102:01,285[B  ]| Perhaps forestalling night prevented them.  
102:01,286[A  ]| How easy my misfortune is to$9$ hit!  
102:01,287[B  ]| Imports their loss, beside the present need?  
102:01,288[A  ]| No$2$ less than if I should my brothers lose.  
102:01,289[B  ]| Were they of manly prime, or youthful bloom?  
102:01,290[A  ]| As smooth as \Hebe's\ their unrazored lips.  
102:01,291[B  ]| Two such I saw, what time the laboured Ox 
102:01,292[B  ]| In$4$ his loose traces from the furrow came, 
102:01,293[B  ]| And the swinked hedger at his Supper sat; 
102:01,294[B  ]| I saw them under a green mantling vine 
102:01,295[B  ]| That$6#1$ crawls along the side of yon small hill, 
102:01,296[B  ]| Plucking ripe clusters from the tender shoots, 
102:01,297[B  ]| Their port was more than human, as they stood; 
102:01,298[B  ]| I took it for$4$ a faery vision 
102:01,299[B  ]| Of some gay creatures of the element 
102:01,300[B  ]| That$6#1$ in$4$ the colours of the Rainbow live 
102:01,301[B  ]| And play in$4$ the plighted clouds.  I was awe-struck, 
102:01,302[B  ]| And as I past, I worshipped:  if those you seek 
102:01,303[B  ]| It were a journey like$4$ the path to$4$ Heaven, 
102:01,304[B  ]| To$9$ help you find them.  
102:01,304[A  ]| Gentle villager 
102:01,305[A  ]| What readiest way would bring me to$4$ that$6#2$ place?  
102:01,306[B  ]| Due west it rises from this shrubby point.  
102:01,307[A  ]| To$9$ find out that$6#2$, good Shepherd, I suppose, 
102:01,308[A  ]| In$4$ such a scant allowance of Star-light, 
102:01,309[A  ]| Would overtask the best Land-Pilots art, 
102:01,310[A  ]| Without the sure guess of well-practized feet, 
102:01,311[B  ]| I know each lane, and every alley green 
102:01,312[B  ]| Dingle, or bushy dell of this wild Wood, 
102:01,313[B  ]| And every bosky bourn from side to$4$ side 
102:01,314[B  ]| My daily walks and ancient neighbourhood, 
102:01,315[B  ]| And if your stray attendance be yet lodged, 
102:01,316[B  ]| Or shroud within these limits, I shall know 
102:01,317[B  ]| Before morrow wake, or the low roosted lark 
102:01,318[B  ]| From her thatched pallet rouse, if otherwise 
102:01,319[B  ]| I can conduct you Lady to$4$ a low 
102:01,320[B  ]| But loyal cottage, where you may be safe 
102:01,321[B  ]| Till further quest.  
102:01,321[A  ]| Shepherd I take thy word, 
102:01,322[A  ]| And trust thy honest offered courtesy, 
102:01,323[A  ]| Which$6#1$ oft is sooner found in$4$ lowly sheds 
102:01,324[A  ]| With smoky rafters, than in$4$ tapestry Halls 
102:01,325[A  ]| And Courts of Princes, where it first was named, 
102:01,326[A  ]| And yet is most pretended:  In$4$ a place 
102:01,327[A  ]| Less warranted than this, or less secure 
102:01,328[A  ]| I cannot be, that$3$ I should fear to$9$ change it.  
102:01,329[A  ]| Eye me blest Providence, and square my trial 
102:01,330[A  ]| To$4$ my proportioned strength.  Shepherd lead on$5$.  ~~  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The Two Brothers.\> 
102:01,331[C  ]| Unmuffle ye faint stars, and thou fair Moon 
102:01,332[C  ]| That$6#1$ wontst to$9$ love the travellers' benison, 
102:01,333[C  ]| Stoop thy pale visage through an amber cloud, 
102:01,334[C  ]| And disinherit \Chaos\, that$6#1$ reigns here 
102:01,335[C  ]| In$4$ double night of darkness, and of shades; 
102:01,336[C  ]| Or if your influence be quite dammed up$5$ 
102:01,337[C  ]| With black usurping mists, some gentle taper 
102:01,338[C  ]| Though a rush Candle from the wicker hole 
102:01,339[C  ]| Of some clay habitation visit us 
102:01,340[C  ]| With thy long levelled rule of streaming light, 
102:01,341[C  ]| And thou shalt be our star of \Arcady\, 
102:01,342[C  ]| Or \Tyrian\ Cynosure.  
102:01,342[D  ]| Or if our eyes 
102:01,343[D  ]| Be barred that$6#2$ happiness, might we but hear 
102:01,344[D  ]| The folded flocks penned in$4$ their wattled cotes, 
102:01,345[D  ]| Or sound of pastoral reed with oaten stops, 
102:01,346[D  ]| Or whistle from the Lodge, or village cock 
102:01,347[D  ]| Count the night watches to$4$ his feathery Dames, 
102:01,348[D  ]| 'Twould be some solace yet, some little cheering 
102:01,349[D  ]| In$4$ this close dungeon of innumerous boughs.  
102:01,350[D  ]| But O that$6#2$ hapless virgin our lost sister 
102:01,351[D  ]| Where may she wander now, whether betake her 
102:01,352[D  ]| From the chill dew, amongst rude burrs and thistles?  
102:01,353[D  ]| Perhaps some cold bank is her bolster now 
102:01,354[D  ]| Or against the rugged bark of some broad Elm 
102:01,355[D  ]| Leans her unpillowed head fraught with sad fears.  
102:01,356[D  ]| What if in$4$ wild amazement, and affright, 
102:01,357[D  ]| Or while we speak within the direful grasp 
102:01,358[D  ]| Of Savage hunger, or of Savage heat?  
102:01,359[C  ]| Peace brother, be not over-exquisite 
102:01,360[C  ]| To$9$ cast the fashion of uncertain evils; 
102:01,361[C  ]| For$3$ grant they be so$5#2$, while they rest unknown, 
102:01,362[C  ]| What need a man forestall his date of grief, 
102:01,363[C  ]| And run to$9$ meet what he would most avoid?  
102:01,364[C  ]| Or if they be but false alarms of Fear, 
102:01,365[C  ]| How bitter is such self-delusion?  
102:01,366[C  ]| I do not think my sister so$5#1$ to$9$ seek, 
102:01,367[C  ]| Or so$5#1$ unprincipled in$4$ virtue's book, 
102:01,368[C  ]| And the sweet peace that$6#1$ goodness bosoms ever, 
102:01,369[C  ]| As that$3$ the single want of light and noise 
102:01,370[C  ]| (Not being in$4$ danger, as I trust she is not) 
102:01,371[C  ]| Could stir the constant mood of her calm thoughts, 
102:01,372[C  ]| And put them into mis-becoming plight.  
102:01,373[C  ]| Virtue could see to$9$ do what virtue would 
102:01,374[C  ]| By$4$ her own radiant light, though Sun and Moon 
102:01,375[C  ]| Were in$4$ the flat Sea sunk.  And Wisdom's self 
102:01,376[C  ]| Oft seeks to$4$ sweet retired Solitude, 
102:01,377[C  ]| Where with her best nurse Contemplation 
102:01,378[C  ]| She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings 
102:01,379[C  ]| That$6#1$ in$4$ the various bustle of resort 
102:01,380[C  ]| Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impaired.  
102:01,381[C  ]| He that$6#1$ has light within his own clear breast 
102:01,382[C  ]| May sit in$4$ the centre, and enjoy bright day, 
102:01,383[C  ]| But he that$6#1$ hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts 
102:01,384[C  ]| Benighted walks under the mid-day Sun; 
102:01,385[C  ]| Himself is his own dungeon.  
102:01,385[D  ]| It is most true 
102:01,386[D  ]| That$3$ musing meditation most affects 
102:01,387[D  ]| The pensive secrecy of desert cell, 
102:01,388[D  ]| Far from the cheerful haunt of men, and herds, 
102:01,389[D  ]| And sits as safe as in$4$ a Senate house, 
102:01,390[D  ]| For$3$ who$6#2$ would rob a Hermit of his Weeds, 
102:01,391[D  ]| His few Books, or his Beads, or Maple Dish, 
102:01,392[D  ]| Or do his gray hairs any violence?  
102:01,393[D  ]| But beauty like$4$ the fair Hesperian Tree 
102:01,394[D  ]| Laden with blooming gold, had need the guard 
102:01,395[D  ]| Of dragon watch with unenchanted eye, 
102:01,396[D  ]| To$9$ save her blossoms, and defend her fruit 
102:01,397[D  ]| From the rash hand of bold Incontinence.  
102:01,398[D  ]| You may as well spread out the unsunned heaps 
102:01,399[D  ]| Of Misers' treasures by$4$ an out-law's den, 
102:01,400[D  ]| And tell me it is safe, as bid me hope 
102:01,401[D  ]| Danger will$1$ wink on$4$ Opportunity, 
102:01,402[D  ]| And let a single helpless maiden pass 
102:01,403[D  ]| Uninjured in$4$ this wild surrounding waste.  
102:01,404[D  ]| Of night, or loneliness it recks me not, 
102:01,405[D  ]| I fear the dread events that$6#1$ dog them both, 
102:01,406[D  ]| Lest some ill greeting touch attempt the person 
102:01,407[D  ]| Of our unowned sister.  
102:01,407[C  ]| I do not, brother, 
102:01,408[C  ]| Infer, as if I thought my sister's state 
102:01,409[C  ]| Secure without all doubt, or controversy:  
102:01,410[C  ]| Yet where an equal poise of hope and fear 
102:01,411[C  ]| Does arbitrate the  event, my nature is 
102:01,412[C  ]| That$3$ I incline to$9$ hope, rather than fear, 
102:01,413[C  ]| And gladly banish squint suspicion.  
102:01,414[C  ]| My sister is not so$5#1$ defenceless left 
102:01,415[C  ]| As you imagine, she has a hidden strength 
102:01,416[C  ]| Which$6#1$ you remember not.  
102:01,416[D  ]| What hidden strength, 
102:01,417[D  ]| Unless the strength of Heaven, if you mean that$6#2$?  
102:01,418[C  ]| I mean that$6#2$ too, but yet a hidden strength 
102:01,419[C  ]| Which$6#1$ if Heaven gave it, may be termed her own:  
102:01,420[C  ]| It is chastity, my brother, chastity:  
102:01,421[C  ]| She that$6#1$ has that$6#2$, is clad in$4$ complete steel, 
102:01,422[C  ]| And like$4$ a quivered Nymph with Arrows keen 
102:01,423[C  ]| May trace huge Forests, and unharboured Heaths, 
102:01,424[C  ]| Infamous Hills, and sandy perilous wilds, 
102:01,425[C  ]| Where through the sacred rays of Chastity, 
102:01,426[C  ]| No$2$ savage fierce, Bandit, or mountaineer 
102:01,427[C  ]| Will$1$ dare to$9$ soil her Virgin purity, 
102:01,428[C  ]| Yea there, where very desolation dwells 
102:01,429[C  ]| By$4$ grots, and caverns shagged with horrid shades, 
102:01,430[C  ]| She may pass on$5$ with unblenched majesty, 
102:01,431[C  ]| Be it not done in$4$ pride, or in$4$ presumption.  
102:01,432[C  ]| Some say no$2$ evil thing that$6#1$ walks by$4$ night 
102:01,433[C  ]| In$4$ fog, or fire, by$4$ lake, or moorish fen, 
102:01,434[C  ]| Blue meagre Hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, 
102:01,435[C  ]| That$6#1$ breaks his magic chains at \curfeu\ time, 
102:01,436[C  ]| No$2$ goblin, or swart fairy of the mine, 
102:01,437[C  ]| Hath hurtful power over true virginity.  
102:01,438[C  ]| Do ye believe me yet, or shall I call 
102:01,439[C  ]| Antiquity from the old Schools of Greece 
102:01,440[C  ]| To$9$ testify the arms of Chastity?  
102:01,441[C  ]| Hence had the huntress \Dian\ her dread bow 
102:01,442[C  ]| Fair silver-shafted Queen forever chaste, 
102:01,443[C  ]| Wherewith she tamed the brinded lioness 
102:01,444[C  ]| And spotted mountain pard, but set at nought 
102:01,445[C  ]| The frivolous bolt of \Cupid\, gods and men 
102:01,446[C  ]| Feared her stern frown, and she was queen of the Woods.  
102:01,447[C  ]| What was that$6#2$ snaky-headed \Gorgon\ shield 
102:01,448[C  ]| That$6#1$ wise \Minerva\ wore, unconquered Virgin, 
102:01,449[C  ]| Wherewith she freezed her foes to$4$ congealed stone?  
102:01,450[C  ]| But rigid looks of Chaste austerity, 
102:01,451[C  ]| And noble grace that$6#1$ dashed brute violence 
102:01,452[C  ]| With sudden adoration, and blank awe.  
102:01,453[C  ]| So$5#1$ dear to$4$ Heaven is Saintly chastity, 
102:01,454[C  ]| That$3$ when a soul is found sincerely so$5#2$, 
102:01,455[C  ]| A thousand liveried Angels lackey her, 
102:01,456[C  ]| Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, 
102:01,457[C  ]| And in$4$ clear dream, and solemn vision 
102:01,458[C  ]| Tell her of things that$6#1$ no$2$ gross ear can hear, 
102:01,459[C  ]| Till oft converse with heavenly habitants 
102:01,460[C  ]| Begin to$9$ cast a beam on$4$ the outward shape, 
102:01,461[C  ]| The unpolluted temple of the mind, 
102:01,462[C  ]| And turns it by$4$ degrees to$4$ the soul's essence, 
102:01,463[C  ]| Till all be made immortal:  but when lust 
102:01,464[C  ]| By$4$ unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk, 
102:01,465[C  ]| But most by$4$ lewd and lavish act of sin, 
102:01,466[C  ]| Lets in$5$ defilement to$4$ the inward parts, 
102:01,467[C  ]| The soul grows clotted by$4$ contagion, 
102:01,468[C  ]| Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite lose 
102:01,469[C  ]| The divine property of her first being.  
102:01,470[C  ]| Such are those thick and gloomy shadows damp 
102:01,471[C  ]| Oft seen in$4$ Charnel vaults, and Sepulchres 
102:01,472[C  ]| Lingering, and sitting by$4$ a new made grave, 
102:01,473[C  ]| As loath to$9$ leave the body that$6#1$ it loved, 
102:01,474[C  ]| And linked itself by$4$ carnal sensualty 
102:01,475[C  ]| To$4$ a degenerate and degraded state.  
102:01,476[D  ]| How charming is divine Philosophy!  
102:01,477[D  ]| Not harsh, and crabbed as dull fools suppose, 
102:01,478[D  ]| But musical as is \Apollo's\ lute, 
102:01,479[D  ]| And a perpetual feast of nectared sweets, 
102:01,480[D  ]| Where no$2$ crude surfeit reigns.  
102:01,480[C  ]| List, list, I hear 
102:01,481[C  ]| Some far off halloo break the silent Air.  
102:01,482[D  ]| Methought so$5#2$ too; what should it be?  
102:01,482[C  ]| For$4$ certain 
102:01,483[C  ]| Either someone like$4$ us night-foundered here, 
102:01,484[C  ]| Or else some neighbour Wood-man, or at worst, 
102:01,485[C  ]| Some roving Robber calling to$4$ his fellows.  
102:01,486[D  ]| Heaven keep my sister, again again and near, 
102:01,487[D  ]| Best draw, and stand upon$4$ our guard.  
102:01,487[C  ]| I will$1$ halloo, 
102:01,488[C  ]| If he be friendly he comes well, if not, 
102:01,489[C  ]| Defence is a good cause, and Heaven be for$4$ us.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The attendant Spirit habited like a Shepherd.\> 
102:01,490[C  ]| That$6#2$ halloo I should know, what are you?  speak; 
102:01,491[C  ]| Come not too near, you fall on$4$ iron stakes else.  
102:01,492[F  ]| What voice is that$6#2$, my young Lord?  speak again.  
102:01,493[D  ]| O brother, it is my father Shepherd sure.  
102:01,494[C  ]| \Thyrsis\?  Whose artful strains have oft delayed 
102:01,495[C  ]| The huddling brook to$9$ hear his madrigal, 
102:01,496[C  ]| And sweetened every muskrose of the dale, 
102:01,497[C  ]| How camest thou here good Swain?  hath any ram 
102:01,498[C  ]| Slipped from the fold, or young Kid lost his dam, 
102:01,499[C  ]| Or straggling weather the pent flock forsook?  
102:01,500[C  ]| How couldst thou find this dark sequestered nook?  
102:01,501[F  ]| O my loved master's heir, and his next joy, 
102:01,502[F  ]| I came not here on$4$ such a trivial toy 
102:01,503[F  ]| As a strayed Ewe, or to$9$ pursue the stealth 
102:01,504[F  ]| Of pilfering Wolf, not all the fleecy wealth 
102:01,505[F  ]| That$6#1$ doth enrich these Downs, is worth a thought 
102:01,506[F  ]| To$4$ this my errand, and the care it brought.  
102:01,507[F  ]| But O my Virgin Lady, where is she?  
102:01,508[F  ]| How chance she is not in$4$ your company?  
102:01,509[C  ]| To$9$ tell thee sadly Shepherd, without blame, 
102:01,510[C  ]| Or our neglect, we lost her as we came.  
102:01,511[F  ]| Ay me unhappy then my fears are true.  
102:01,512[C  ]| What fears good \Thyrsis\?  Prithee briefly shew.  
102:01,513[F  ]| I will$1$ tell ye, it is not vain or fabulous, 
102:01,514[F  ]| (Though so$5#1$ esteemed by$4$ shallow ignorance) 
102:01,515[F  ]| What the sage Poets taught by$4$ the heavenly Muse, 
102:01,516[F  ]| Storied of old in$4$ high immortal verse 
102:01,517[F  ]| Of dire \Chimeras\ and enchanted Isles, 
102:01,518[F  ]| And rifted Rocks whose entrance leads to$4$ hell, 
102:01,519[F  ]| For$3$ such there be, but unbelief is blind.  
102:01,520[F  ]| Within the navel of this hideous Wood, 
102:01,521[F  ]| Immured in$4$ cypress shades a Sorcerer dwells 
102:01,522[F  ]| Of \Bacchus\, and of \Circe\ born, great \Comus\, 
102:01,523[F  ]| Deep skilled in$4$ all his mother's witcheries, 
102:01,524[F  ]| And here to$4$ every thirsty wanderer, 
102:01,525[F  ]| By$4$ sly enticement gives his baneful cup, 
102:01,526[F  ]| With many murmurs mixed, whose pleasing poison 
102:01,527[F  ]| The visage quite transforms of him that$6#1$ drinks, 
102:01,528[F  ]| And the inglorious likeness of a beast 
102:01,529[F  ]| Fixes instead, unmoulding reason's mintage 
102:01,530[F  ]| Charactered in$4$ the face; this have I learnt 
102:01,531[F  ]| Tending my flocks hard by$5$ in$4$ the hilly crofts, 
102:01,532[F  ]| That$6#1$ brow this bottom glade, whence night by$4$ night 
102:01,533[F  ]| He and his monstrous rout are heard to$9$ howl 
102:01,534[F  ]| Like$4$ stabled wolves, or tigers at their prey, 
102:01,535[F  ]| Doing abhorred rites to$4$ \Hecate\ 
102:01,536[F  ]| In$4$ their obscured haunts of inmost bowers.  
102:01,537[F  ]| Yet have they many baits, and guileful spells 
102:01,538[F  ]| To$9$ inveigle and invite the unwary sense 
102:01,539[F  ]| Of them that$6#1$ pass unweeting by$4$ the way.  
102:01,540[F  ]| This evening late by$4$ then the chewing flocks 
102:01,541[F  ]| Had taken their supper on$4$ the savoury Herb 
102:01,542[F  ]| Of Knot-grass dew-besprent, and were in$4$ fold, 
102:01,543[F  ]| I sat me down to$9$ watch upon$4$ a bank 
102:01,544[F  ]| With Ivy canopied, and interwove 
102:01,545[F  ]| With flaunting Honey-suckle, and began 
102:01,546[F  ]| Wrapped in$4$ a pleasing fit of melancholy 
102:01,547[F  ]| To$9$ meditate my rural minstrelsy, 
102:01,548[F  ]| Till fancy had her fill, but before a close 
102:01,549[F  ]| The wonted roar was up$5$ amidst the Woods, 
102:01,550[F  ]| And filled the Air with barbarous dissonance, 
102:01,551[F  ]| At which$6#1$ I ceased, and listened them a while, 
102:01,552[F  ]| Till an unusual stop of sudden silence 
102:01,553[F  ]| Gave respite to$4$ the drowsy frighted steeds 
102:01,554[F  ]| That$6#1$ draw the litter of close-curtained sleep.  
102:01,555[F  ]| At last a soft and solemn breathing sound 
102:01,556[F  ]| Rose like$4$ a steam of rich distilled Perfumes, 
102:01,557[F  ]| And stole upon$4$ the Air, that$3$ even Silence 
102:01,558[F  ]| Was took before she was ware, and wished she might 
102:01,559[F  ]| Deny her nature, and be never more 
102:01,560[F  ]| Still to$9$ be so$5#1$ displaced.  I was all ear, 
102:01,561[F  ]| And took in$5$ strains that$6#1$ might create a soul 
102:01,562[F  ]| Under the ribs of Death, but O before long 
102:01,563[F  ]| Too well I did perceive it was the voice 
102:01,564[F  ]| Of my most honoured Lady, your dear sister.  
102:01,565[F  ]| Amazed I stood, harrowed with grief and fear, 
102:01,566[F  ]| And O poor hapless Nightingale thought I, 
102:01,567[F  ]| How sweet thou singest, how near the deadly snare!  
102:01,568[F  ]| Then down the Lawns I ran with headlong haste 
102:01,569[F  ]| Through paths, and turnings often trod by$4$ day, 
102:01,570[F  ]| Till guided by$4$ mine ear I found the place 
102:01,571[F  ]| Where that$6#2$ damned wizard hid in$4$ sly disguise 
102:01,572[F  ]| (For$3$ so$5#2$ by$4$ certain signs I knew) had met 
102:01,573[F  ]| Already, before my best speed could prevent, 
102:01,574[F  ]| The aidless innocent Lady his wished prey, 
102:01,575[F  ]| Who$6#1$ gently asked if he had seen such two, 
102:01,576[F  ]| Supposing him some neighbour villager; 
102:01,577[F  ]| Longer I durst not stay, but soon I guessed 
102:01,578[F  ]| Ye were the two she meant, with that$6#2$ I sprung 
102:01,579[F  ]| Into swift flight, till I had found you here, 
102:01,580[F  ]| But further know I not.  
102:01,580[D  ]| O night and shades, 
102:01,581[D  ]| How are ye joined with hell in$4$ triple knot 
102:01,582[D  ]| Against the unarmed weakness of one Virgin 
102:01,583[D  ]| Alone, and helpless!  Is this the confidence 
102:01,584[D  ]| You gave me Brother?  
102:01,584[C  ]| Yes, and keep it still, 
102:01,585[C  ]| Lean on$4$ it safely, not a period 
102:01,586[C  ]| Shall be unsaid for$4$ me:  against the threats 
102:01,587[C  ]| Of malice or of sorcery, or that$6#2$ power 
102:01,588[C  ]| Which$6#1$ erring men call Chance, this I hold firm, 
102:01,589[C  ]| Virtue may be assailed, but never hurt, 
102:01,590[C  ]| Surprised by$4$ unjust force, but not enthralled, 
102:01,591[C  ]| Yea even that$6#2$ which$6#1$ mischief meant most harm, 
102:01,592[C  ]| Shall in$4$ the happy trial prove most glory.  
102:01,593[C  ]| But evil on$4$ itself shall back recoil, 
102:01,594[C  ]| And mix no$2$ more with goodness, when at last 
102:01,595[C  ]| Gathered like$4$ scum, and settled to$4$ itself 
102:01,596[C  ]| It shall be in$4$ eternal restless change 
102:01,597[C  ]| Self-fed and self-consumed, if this fail, 
102:01,598[C  ]| The pillared firmament is rottenness, 
102:01,599[C  ]| And earth's base built on$4$ stubble.  But come let us on$5$.  
102:01,600[C  ]| Against the opposing will$0$ and arm of Heaven 
102:01,601[C  ]| May never this just sword be lifted up$5$, 
102:01,602[C  ]| But for$4$ that$6#2$ damned magician, let him be girt 
102:01,603[C  ]| With all the grisly legions that$6#1$ troop 
102:01,604[C  ]| Under the sooty flag of \Acheron\, 
102:01,605[C  ]| \Harpies\ and \Hydras\, or all the monstrous forms 
102:01,606[C  ]| Between \Africa\ and \Inde\, I will$1$ find him out, 
102:01,607[C  ]| And force him to$9$ restore his purchase back, 
102:01,608[C  ]| Or drag him by$4$ the curls, to$4$ a foul death, 
102:01,609[C  ]| Cursed as his life.  
102:01,609[F  ]| Alas good venturous youth, 
102:01,610[F  ]| I love thy courage yet, and bold Emprise, 
102:01,611[F  ]| But here thy sword can do thee little stead, 
102:01,612[F  ]| Far other arms, and other weapons must 
102:01,613[F  ]| Be those that$6#1$ quell the might of hellish charms, 
102:01,614[F  ]| He with his bare wand can unthread thy joints, 
102:01,615[F  ]| And crumble all thy sinews.  
102:01,615[C  ]| Why prithee Shepherd 
102:01,616[C  ]| How durst thou then thyself approach so$5#1$ near 
102:01,617[C  ]| As to$9$ make this relation?  
102:01,617[F  ]| Care and utmost shifts 
102:01,618[F  ]| How to$9$ secure the Lady from surprisal, 
102:01,619[F  ]| Brought to$4$ my mind a certain Shepherd Lad 
102:01,620[F  ]| Of small regard to$9$ see to$5$, yet well skilled 
102:01,621[F  ]| In$4$ every virtuous plant and healing herb 
102:01,622[F  ]| That$6#1$ spreads her verdant leaf to$4$ the morning ray, 
102:01,623[F  ]| He loved me well, and oft would beg me sing, 
102:01,624[F  ]| Which$6#1$ when I did, he on$4$ the tender grass 
102:01,625[F  ]| Would sit, and hearken even to$4$ ecstasy, 
102:01,626[F  ]| And in$4$ requital ope his leathern scrip, 
102:01,627[F  ]| And shew me simples of a thousand names 
102:01,628[F  ]| Telling their strange and vigorous faculties; 
102:01,629[F  ]| Amongst the rest a small unsightly root, 
102:01,630[F  ]| But of divine effect, he culled me out; 
102:01,631[F  ]| The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on$4$ it, 
102:01,632[F  ]| But in$4$ another Country, as he said, 
102:01,633[F  ]| Bore a bright golden flower, but not in$4$ this soil:  
102:01,634[F  ]| Unknown, and like$5$ esteemed, and the dull swain 
102:01,635[F  ]| Treads on$4$ it daily with his clouted shoon, 
102:01,636[F  ]| And yet more medicinal is it than that$6#2$ \Moly\ 
102:01,637[F  ]| That$6#1$ \Hermes\ once to$4$ wise \Ulysses\ gave; 
102:01,638[F  ]| He called it \Ho*emony\, and gave it me, 
102:01,639[F  ]| And bade me keep it as of sovereign use 
102:01,640[F  ]| Against all enchantments, mildew blast, or damp 
102:01,641[F  ]| Or ghastly furies apparition; 
102:01,642[F  ]| I pursed it up$5$, but little reckoning made, 
102:01,643[F  ]| Till now that$3$ this extremity compelled, 
102:01,644[F  ]| But now I find it true; for$3$ by$4$ this means 
102:01,645[F  ]| I knew the foul enchanter though disguised, 
102:01,646[F  ]| Entered the very lime-twigs of his spells, 
102:01,647[F  ]| And yet came off:  if you have this about you 
102:01,648[F  ]| (As I will$1$ give you when we go) you may 
102:01,649[F  ]| Boldly assault the necromancer's hall; 
102:01,650[F  ]| Where if he be, with dauntless hardihood, 
102:01,651[F  ]| And brandished blade rush on$4$ him, break his glass, 
102:01,652[F  ]| And shed the luscious liquor on$4$ the ground, 
102:01,653[F  ]| But seize his wand, though he and his cruel crew 
102:01,654[F  ]| Fierce sign of battle make, and menace high, 
102:01,655[F  ]| Or like$4$ the sons of \Vulcan\ vomit smoke, 
102:01,656[F  ]| Yet will$1$ they soon retire, if he but shrink.  
102:01,657[C  ]| \Thyrsis\ lead on$5$ apace, I will$1$ follow thee, 
102:01,658[C  ]| And some good angel bear a shield before us.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The Scene changes to a stately Palace, set out with all\>
102:01,000['  ]| <\manner of deliciousness; soft Musick, Tables spred with all\>
102:01,000['  ]| <\ dainties.\  Comus \appears with his rabble, and the Lady\>
102:01,000['  ]| <\ set in an inchanted Chair, to whom he offer his Glass,\> 
102:01,000['  ]| <\which she puts by, and goes about to rise.\> 
102:01,659[B  ]| Nay Lady sit; if I but wave this wand, 
102:01,660[B  ]| Your nerves are all chained up$5$ in$4$ Alabaster, 
102:01,661[B  ]| And you a statue; or as \Daphne\ was 
102:01,662[B  ]| Root-bound, that$6#1$ fled \Apollo\.  
102:01,662[A  ]| Fool do not boast, 
102:01,663[A  ]| Thou canst not touch the freedom of my mind 
102:01,664[A  ]| With all thy charms, although this corporal rind 
102:01,665[A  ]| Thou hast immanacled, while Heaven sees good.  
102:01,666[B  ]| Why are you vexed Lady?  why do you frown?  
102:01,667[B  ]| Here dwell no$2$ frowns, nor anger, from these gates 
102:01,668[B  ]| Sorrow flies far:  See here be all the pleasures 
102:01,669[B  ]| That$6#1$ fancy can beget on$4$ youthful thoughts, 
102:01,670[B  ]| When the fresh blood grows lively, and returns 
102:01,671[B  ]| Brisk as the \April\ buds in$4$ Primrose-season.  
102:01,672[B  ]| And first behold this cordial Julep here 
102:01,673[B  ]| That$6#1$ flames, and dances in$4$ his crystal bounds 
102:01,674[B  ]| With spirits of balm, and fragrant Syrups mixed.  
102:01,675[B  ]| Not that$6#2$ \Nepenthes\ which$6#1$ the wife of \Thone\, 
102:01,676[B  ]| In$4$ \Egypt\ gave to$4$ \Jove-born Helena\ 
102:01,677[B  ]| Is of such power to$9$ stir up$5$ joy as this, 
102:01,678[B  ]| To$4$ life so$5#1$ friendly, or so$5#1$ cool to$4$ thirst.  
102:01,679[B  ]| Why should you be so$5#1$ cruel to$4$ yourself, 
102:01,680[B  ]| And to$4$ those dainty limbs which$6#1$ nature lent 
102:01,681[B  ]| For$4$ gentle usage, and soft delicacy?  
102:01,682[B  ]| But you invert the covenants of her trust, 
102:01,683[B  ]| And harshly deal like$4$ an ill borrower 
102:01,684[B  ]| With that$6#2$ which$6#1$ you received on$4$ other terms, 
102:01,685[B  ]| Scorning the unexempt condition 
102:01,686[B  ]| By$4$ which$6#1$ all mortal frailty must subsist, 
102:01,687[B  ]| Refreshment after toil, ease after pain, 
102:01,688[B  ]| That$6#1$ have been tired all day without repast, 
102:01,689[B  ]| And timely rest have wanted, but fair Virgin 
102:01,690[B  ]| This will$1$ restore all soon.  
102:01,690[A  ]| It will$1$ not false traitor, 
102:01,691[A  ]| It will$1$ not restore the truth and honesty 
102:01,692[A  ]| That$6#1$ thou hast banished from thy tongue with lies, 
102:01,693[A  ]| Was this the cottage, and the safe abode 
102:01,694[A  ]| Thou toldest me of?  What grim aspects are these, 
102:01,695[A  ]| These oughly-headed Monsters?  Mercy guard me!  
102:01,696[A  ]| Hence with thy brewed enchantments, foul deceiver, 
102:01,697[A  ]| Hast thou betrayed my credulous innocence 
102:01,698[A  ]| With visored falsehood, and base forgery, 
102:01,699[A  ]| And wouldst thou seek again to$9$ trap me here 
102:01,700[A  ]| With liquorish baits fit to$9$ ensnare a brute?  
102:01,701[A  ]| Were it a draft for$4$ \Juno\ when she banquets, 
102:01,702[A  ]| I would not taste thy treasonous offer; none 
102:01,703[A  ]| But such as are good men can give good things, 
102:01,704[A  ]| And that$6#2$ which$6#1$ is not good, is not delicious 
102:01,705[A  ]| To$4$ a well-governed and wise appetite.  
102:01,706[B  ]| O foolishness of men!  that$6#1$ lend their ears 
102:01,707[B  ]| To$4$ those budge doctors of the \Stoick\ Fur, 
102:01,708[B  ]| And fetch their precepts from the \Cynic\ Tub, 
102:01,709[B  ]| Praising the lean and sallow Abstinence.  
102:01,710[B  ]| Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth, 
102:01,711[B  ]| With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, 
102:01,712[B  ]| Covering the earth with odours, fruits, and flocks, 
102:01,713[B  ]| Thronging the Seas with spawn innumerable, 
102:01,714[B  ]| But all to$9$ please, and sate the curious taste?  
102:01,715[B  ]| And set to$9$ work millions of spinning Worms, 
102:01,716[B  ]| That$6#1$ in$4$ their green shops weave the smooth-haired silk 
102:01,717[B  ]| To$9$ deck her Sons, and that$3$ no$2$ corner might 
102:01,718[B  ]| Be vacant of her plenty, in$4$ her own loins 
102:01,719[B  ]| She hutched the all-worshipt ore, and precious gems 
102:01,720[B  ]| To$9$ store her children with; if all the world 
102:01,721[B  ]| Should in$4$ a pet of temperance feed on$4$ Pulse, 
102:01,722[B  ]| Drink the clear stream, and nothing wear but Frieze, 
102:01,723[B  ]| The all-giver would be unthanked, would be unpraised, 
102:01,724[B  ]| Not half his riches known, and yet despised, 
102:01,725[B  ]| And we should serve him as a grudging master, 
102:01,726[B  ]| As a penurious niggard of his wealth, 
102:01,727[B  ]| And live like$4$ Nature's bastards, not her sons, 
102:01,728[B  ]| Who$6#1$ would be quite surcharged with her own weight, 
102:01,729[B  ]| And strangled with her waste fertility; 
102:01,730[B  ]| The earth cumbered, and the winged air darkt with plumes, 
102:01,731[B  ]| The herds would over-multitude their Lords, 
102:01,732[B  ]| The Sea overfraught would swell, and the unsought diamonds 
102:01,733[B  ]| Would so$5#1$ emblaze the forehead of the Deep, 
102:01,734[B  ]| And so$5#1$ bestud with Stars, that$3$ they below 
102:01,735[B  ]| Would grow inured to$4$ light, and come at last 
102:01,736[B  ]| To$9$ gaze upon$4$ the Sun with shameless brows.  
102:01,737[B  ]| List Lady be not coy, and be not cozened 
102:01,738[B  ]| With that$6#2$ same vaunted name Virginity, 
102:01,739[B  ]| Beauty is nature's coin, must not be hoarded, 
102:01,740[B  ]| But must be current, and the good thereof 
102:01,741[B  ]| Consists in$4$ mutual and partaken bliss, 
102:01,742[B  ]| Unsavoury in$4$ the enjoyment of itself 
102:01,743[B  ]| If you let slip time, like$4$ a neglected rose 
102:01,744[B  ]| It withers on$4$ the stalk with languished head.  
102:01,745[B  ]| Beauty is nature's brag, and must be shown 
102:01,746[B  ]| In$4$ courts, at feasts, and high solemnities 
102:01,747[B  ]| Where most may wonder at the workmanship; 
102:01,748[B  ]| It is for$4$ homely features to$9$ keep home, 
102:01,749[B  ]| They had their name thence; coarse complexions 
102:01,750[B  ]| And cheeks of sorry grain will$1$ serve to$9$ ply 
102:01,751[B  ]| The sampler, and to$9$ tease the housewife's wool.  
102:01,752[B  ]| What need a vermeil-tinctured lip for$4$ that$6#2$ 
102:01,753[B  ]| Love-darting eyes, or tresses like$4$ the Morn?  
102:01,754[B  ]| There was another meaning in$4$ these gifts, 
102:01,755[B  ]| Think what, and be advised, you are but young yet.  
102:01,756[A  ]| I had not thought to$9$ have unlocked my lips 
102:01,757[A  ]| In$4$ this unhallowed air, but that$3$ this Juggler 
102:01,758[A  ]| Would think to$9$ charm my judgement, as mine eyes, 
102:01,759[A  ]| Obtruding false rules pranked in$4$ reason's garb.  
102:01,760[A  ]| I hate when vice can bolt her arguments, 
102:01,761[A  ]| And virtue has no$2$ tongue to$9$ check her pride:  
102:01,762[A  ]| Impostor do not charge most innocent nature, 
102:01,763[A  ]| As if she would her children should be riotous 
102:01,764[A  ]| With her abundance, she good cateress 
102:01,765[A  ]| Means her provision only to$4$ the good 
102:01,766[A  ]| That$6#1$ live according to$4$ her sober laws, 
102:01,767[A  ]| And holy dictate of spare Temperance:  
102:01,768[A  ]| If every just man that$6#1$ now pines with want 
102:01,769[A  ]| Had but a moderate and beseeming share 
102:01,770[A  ]| Of that$6#2$ which$6#1$ lewdly-pampered Luxury 
102:01,771[A  ]| Now heaps upon$4$ some few with vast excess, 
102:01,772[A  ]| Nature's full blessings would be well dispensed 
102:01,773[A  ]| In$4$ unsuperfluous even proportion, 
102:01,774[A  ]| And she no$2$ whit encumbered with her store, 
102:01,775[A  ]| And then the giver would be better thanked, 
102:01,776[A  ]| His praise due paid, for$3$ swinish gluttony 
102:01,777[A  ]| Never looks to$4$ Heaven amidst his gorgeous feast, 
102:01,778[A  ]| But with besotted base ingratitude 
102:01,779[A  ]| Crams, and blasphemes his feeder.  Shall I go on$5$?  
102:01,780[A  ]| Or have I said enough?  To$4$ him that$6#1$ dares 
102:01,781[A  ]| Arm his profane tongue with contemptuous words 
102:01,782[A  ]| Against the Sun-clad power of Chastity, 
102:01,783[A  ]| Fain would I something say, yet to$4$ what end?  
102:01,784[A  ]| Thou hast nor Ear, nor Soul to$9$ apprehend 
102:01,785[A  ]| The sublime notion, and high mystery 
102:01,786[A  ]| That$6#1$ must be uttered to$9$ unfold the sage 
102:01,787[A  ]| And serious doctrine of Virginity, 
102:01,788[A  ]| And thou art worthy that$3$ thou shouldst not know 
102:01,789[A  ]| More happiness than this thy present lot.  
102:01,790[A  ]| Enjoy your dear Wit, and gay Rhetoric 
102:01,791[A  ]| That$6#1$ hath so$5#1$ well been taught her dazzling fence, 
102:01,792[A  ]| Thou art not fit to$9$ hear thyself convinced; 
102:01,793[A  ]| Yet should I try, the uncontrolled worth 
102:01,794[A  ]| Of this pure cause would kindle my rapt spirits 
102:01,795[A  ]| To$4$ such a flame of sacred vehemence, 
102:01,796[A  ]| That$3$ dumb things would be moved to$9$ sympathize, 
102:01,797[A  ]| And the brute Earth would lend her nerves, and shake, 
102:01,798[A  ]| Till all thy magic structures reared so$5#1$ high, 
102:01,799[A  ]| Were shattered into heaps over thy false head.  
102:01,800[B  ]| She fables not, I feel that$3$ I do fear 
102:01,801[B  ]| Her words set off by$4$ some superior power; 
102:01,802[B  ]| And though not mortal, yet a cold shuddering dew 
102:01,803[B  ]| Dips me all over, as when the wrath of \Jove\ 
102:01,804[B  ]| Speaks thunder, and the chains of \Erebus\ 
102:01,805[B  ]| To$4$ some of \Saturns\ crew.  I must dissemble, 
102:01,806[B  ]| And try her yet more strongly.  Come, no$2$ more, 
102:01,807[B  ]| This is mere moral babble, and direct 
102:01,808[B  ]| Against the canon laws of our foundation; 
102:01,809[B  ]| I must not suffer this, yet it is but the lees 
102:01,810[B  ]| And settlings of a melancholy blood; 
102:01,811[B  ]| But this will$1$ cure all straight, one sip of this 
102:01,812[B  ]| Will$1$ bathe the drooping spirits in$4$ delight 
102:01,813[B  ]| Beyond the bliss of dreams.  Be wise, and taste.  ~~  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The Brothers rush in with Swords drawn, wrest his Glass\>
102:01,000['  ]| <\out of his hand, and break it against the ground; his rout\>
102:01,000['  ]| <\make signe of resistance, but are all driven in; The \>
102:01,000['  ]| <\attendant Spirit comes in.\> 
102:01,814[F  ]| What, have you let the false enchanter escape?  
102:01,815[F  ]| O ye mistook, ye should have snatched his wand 
102:01,816[F  ]| And bound him fast; without his rod reversed, 
102:01,817[F  ]| And backward mutters of dissevering power, 
102:01,818[F  ]| We cannot free the Lady that$6#1$ sits here 
102:01,819[F  ]| In$4$ stony fetters fixed, and motionless; 
102:01,820[F  ]| Yet stay, be not disturbed, now I bethink me, 
102:01,821[F  ]| Some other means I have which$6#1$ may be used, 
102:01,822[F  ]| Which$6#1$ once of \Melibo*eus\ old I learnt 
102:01,823[F  ]| The soothest Shepherd that$6#1$ ever piped on$4$ plains.  
102:01,824[F  ]| There is a gentle Nymph not far from hence, 
102:01,825[F  ]| That$6#1$ with moist curb sways the smooth Severn stream, 
102:01,826[F  ]| \Sabrina\ is her name, a Virgin pure, 
102:01,827[F  ]| Whilom she was the daughter of \Locrine\, 
102:01,828[F  ]| That$6#1$ had the Sceptre from his father \Brute\.  
102:01,829[F  ]| The guiltless damsel flying the mad pursuit 
102:01,830[F  ]| Of her enraged stepdam \Guendolen\, 
102:01,831[F  ]| Commended her fair innocence to$4$ the flood 
102:01,832[F  ]| That$6#1$ stayed her flight with his cross-flowing course, 
102:01,833[F  ]| The water Nymphs that$6#1$ in$4$ the bottom played, 
102:01,834[F  ]| Held up$5$ their pearled wrists and took her in$5$, 
102:01,835[F  ]| Bearing her straight to$4$ aged \Nereus\ Hall, 
102:01,836[F  ]| Who$6#1$ piteous of her woes, reared her lank head, 
102:01,837[F  ]| And gave her to$4$ his daughters to$9$ imbathe 
102:01,838[F  ]| In$4$ nectared lavers strewed with Asphodel, 
102:01,839[F  ]| And through the porch and inlet of each sense 
102:01,840[F  ]| Dropped in$5$ Ambrosial Oils till she revived, 
102:01,841[F  ]| And underwent a quick immortal change 
102:01,842[F  ]| Made Goddess of the River; still she retains 
102:01,843[F  ]| Her maiden gentleness, and oft at Eve 
102:01,844[F  ]| Visits the herds along the twilight meadows, 
102:01,845[F  ]| Helping all urchin blasts, and ill luck signs 
102:01,846[F  ]| That$6#1$ the shrewd meddling Elf delights to$9$ make, 
102:01,847[F  ]| Which$6#1$ she with precious violed liquors heals.  
102:01,848[F  ]| For$4$ which$6#1$ the Shepherds at their festivals 
102:01,849[F  ]| Carol her goodness loud in$4$ rustic lays, 
102:01,850[F  ]| And throw sweet garland wreaths into her stream 
102:01,851[F  ]| Of pansies, pinks, and gaudy Daffodils.  
102:01,852[F  ]| And, as the old Swain said, she can unlock 
102:01,853[F  ]| The clasping charm, and thaw the numbing spell, 
102:01,854[F  ]| If she be right invoked in$4$ warbled Song, 
102:01,855[F  ]| For$3$ maidenhood she loves, and will$1$ be swift 
102:01,856[F  ]| To$9$ aid a Virgin, such as was herself 
102:01,857[F  ]| In$4$ hard besetting need, this will$1$ I try 
102:01,858[F  ]| And add the power of some adjuring verse.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\SONG.\> 
102:01,859[F  ]| \Sabrina fair\ 
102:01,860[F  ]| \Listen where thou art sitting\ 
102:01,861[F  ]| \Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave,\ 
102:01,862[F  ]| \In$4$ twisted braids of Lilies knitting\ 
102:01,863[F  ]| \The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair,\ 
102:01,864[F  ]| \Listen for$4$ dear honour's sake,\ 
102:01,865[F  ]| \Goddess of the silver lake,\ 
102:01,866[F  ]| \Listen and save.\ 
102:01,867[F  ]| Listen and appear to$4$ us 
102:01,868[F  ]| In$4$ name of great \Oceanus\, 
102:01,869[F  ]| By$4$ the earth-shaking \Neptune's\ mace, 
102:01,870[F  ]| And \Tethys'\ grave majestick pace, 
102:01,871[F  ]| By$4$ hoary \Nereus\ wrinkled look, 
102:01,872[F  ]| And the \Carpathian\ wizard's hook, 
102:01,873[F  ]| By$4$ scaly \Triton's\ winding shell, 
102:01,874[F  ]| And old sooth-saying \Glaucus'\ spell, 
102:01,875[F  ]| By$4$ \Leucothea's\ lovely hands, 
102:01,876[F  ]| And her son that$6#1$ rules the strands, 
102:01,877[F  ]| By$4$ \Thetis'\ tinsel-slippered feet, 
102:01,878[F  ]| And the Songs of \Sirens\ sweet, 
102:01,879[F  ]| By$4$ dead \Parthenope's\ dear tomb, 
102:01,880[F  ]| And fair \Ligea's\ golden comb, 
102:01,881[F  ]| Wherewith she sits on$4$ diamond rocks 
102:01,882[F  ]| Sleeking her soft alluring locks, 
102:01,883[F  ]| By$4$ all the \Nymphs\ that$6#1$ nightly dance 
102:01,884[F  ]| Upon$4$ thy streams with wily glance, 
102:01,885[F  ]| Rise, rise, and heave thy rosy head 
102:01,886[F  ]| From thy coral-paved bed, 
102:01,887[F  ]| And bridle in$5$ thy headlong wave, 
102:01,888[F  ]| Till thou our summons answered have.  
102:01,889[F  ]| Listen and save.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\Sabrina rises, attended by water-Nymphes, and sings.\> 
102:01,890[E  ]| \By$4$ the rushy-fringed bank,\ 
102:01,891[E  ]| \Where grows the Willow and the Osier dank,\ 
102:01,892[E  ]| \My sliding Chariot stays,\ 
102:01,893[E  ]| \Thick set with Agate, and the azure sheen\ 
102:01,894[E  ]| \Of Turkis blue, and Emerald green\ 
102:01,895[E  ]| \That$6#1$ in$4$ the channel strays,\ 
102:01,896[E  ]| \Whilst from off the waters fleet\ 
102:01,897[E  ]| \Thus I set my printless feet\ 
102:01,898[E  ]| \Over the Cowslip's Velvet head,\ 
102:01,899[E  ]| \That$6#1$ bends not as I tread,\ 
102:01,900[E  ]| \Gentle swain at thy request\ 
102:01,901[E  ]| \I am here.\ 
102:01,902[F  ]| Goddess dear 
102:01,903[F  ]| We implore thy powerful hand 
102:01,904[F  ]| To$9$ undo the charmed band 
102:01,905[F  ]| Of true Virgin here distressed, 
102:01,906[F  ]| Through the force, and through the wile 
102:01,907[F  ]| Of unblest enchanter vile.  
102:01,908[E  ]| Shepherd it is my office best 
102:01,909[E  ]| To$9$ help ensnared chastity; 
102:01,910[E  ]| Brightest Lady look on$4$ me, 
102:01,911[E  ]| Thus I sprinkle on$4$ thy breast 
102:01,912[E  ]| Drops that$6#1$ from my fountain pure, 
102:01,913[E  ]| I have kept of precious cure, 
102:01,914[E  ]| Thrice upon$4$ thy finger's tip, 
102:01,915[E  ]| Thrice upon$4$ thy rubied lip, 
102:01,916[E  ]| Next this marble venomed seat 
102:01,917[E  ]| Smeared with gums of glutinous heat 
102:01,918[E  ]| I touch with chaste palms moist and cold, 
102:01,919[E  ]| Now the spell hath lost his hold; 
102:01,920[E  ]| And I must haste before morning hour 
102:01,921[E  ]| To$9$ wait in$4$ \Amphitrite's\ bower.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\Sabrina descends, and the Lady rises out of her seat.\> 
102:01,922[F  ]| Virgin, daughter of \Locrine\ 
102:01,923[F  ]| Sprung of old \Anchises'\ line, 
102:01,924[F  ]| May thy brimmed waves for$4$ this 
102:01,925[F  ]| Their full tribute never miss 
102:01,926[F  ]| From a thousand petty rills, 
102:01,927[F  ]| That$6#1$ tumble down the snowy hills:  
102:01,928[F  ]| Summer drought, or singed air 
102:01,929[F  ]| Never scorch thy tresses fair, 
102:01,930[F  ]| Nor wet \October's\ torrent flood 
102:01,931[F  ]| Thy molten crystal fill with mud, 
102:01,932[F  ]| May thy billows roll ashore 
102:01,933[F  ]| The beryl, and the golden ore, 
102:01,934[F  ]| May thy lofty head be crowned 
102:01,935[F  ]| With many a tower and terrace round, 
102:01,936[F  ]| And here and there thy banks upon$4$ 
102:01,937[F  ]| With Groves and myrrh, and cinnamon.  
102:01,938[F  ]| Come Lady while Heaven lends us grace, 
102:01,939[F  ]| Let us fly this cursed place, 
102:01,940[F  ]| Lest the Sorcerer us entice 
102:01,941[F  ]| With some other new device.  
102:01,942[F  ]| Not a waste, or needless sound 
102:01,943[F  ]| Till we come to$4$ holier ground, 
102:01,944[F  ]| I shall be your faithful guide 
102:01,945[F  ]| Through this gloomy covert wide, 
102:01,946[F  ]| And not many furlongs thence 
102:01,947[F  ]| Is your Father's residence, 
102:01,948[F  ]| Where this night are met in$4$ state 
102:01,949[F  ]| Many a friend to$9$ gratulate 
102:01,950[F  ]| His wished presence, and beside 
102:01,951[F  ]| All the Swains that$6#1$ there abide, 
102:01,952[F  ]| With Jigs, and rural dance resort, 
102:01,953[F  ]| We shall catch them at their sport, 
102:01,954[F  ]| And our sudden coming there 
102:01,955[F  ]| Will$1$ double all their mirth and cheer; 
102:01,956[F  ]| Come let us haste, the Stars grow high, 
102:01,957[F  ]| But night sits monarch yet in$4$ the mid sky.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The Scene changes, presenting\ Ludlow Town>
102:01,000['  ]| <\and the Presidents Castle, then com in\>
102:01,000['  ]| <\Countrey-Dancers, after them the attendant Spirit,\>
102:01,000['  ]| <\with the two Brothers and the Lady.\> 
102:01,000['  ]| <\Song.\> 
102:01,958[F  ]| \Back  Shepherds, back, enough your play,\ 
102:01,959[F  ]| \Till next Sun-shine holiday,\ 
102:01,960[F  ]| \Here be without duck or nod\ 
102:01,961[F  ]| \Other trippings to$9$ be trod\ 
102:01,962[F  ]| \Of lighter toes, and such Court guise\ 
102:01,963[F  ]| \As\ Mercury \did first devise\ 
102:01,964[F  ]| \With the mincing\ Dryads 
102:01,965[F  ]| \On$4$ the Lawns, and on$4$ the Leas.\ 
102:01,000['  ]| <\This second Song presents them to their father and mother.\> 
102:01,966[F  ]| \Noble Lord, and Lady Bright,\ 
102:01,967[F  ]| \I have brought ye new delight,\ 
102:01,968[F  ]| \Here behold so$5#1$ goodly grown\ 
102:01,969[F  ]| \Three fair branches of your own,\ 
102:01,970[F  ]| \Heaven hath timely tried their youth,\ 
102:01,971[F  ]| \Their faith, their patience, and their truth.\ 
102:01,972[F  ]| \And sent them here through hard assays\ 
102:01,973[F  ]| \With a crown of deathless Praise,\ 
102:01,974[F  ]| \To$9$ triumph in$4$ victorious dance\ 
102:01,975[F  ]| \Over sensual Folly, and Intemperance.\ 
102:01,000['  ]| <\The dances ended, the Spirit Epiloguizes.\> 
102:01,976[F  ]| To$4$ the Ocean now I fly, 
102:01,977[F  ]| And those happy climes that$6#1$ lie 
102:01,978[F  ]| Where day never shuts his eye, 
102:01,979[F  ]| Up$5$ in$4$ the broad fields of the sky:  
102:01,980[F  ]| There I suck the liquid air 
102:01,981[F  ]| All amidst the Gardens fair 
102:01,982[F  ]| Of \Hesperus\, and his daughters three 
102:01,983[F  ]| That$6#1$ sing about the golden tree:  
102:01,984[F  ]| Along the crisped shades and bowers 
102:01,985[F  ]| Revels the spruce and jocund Spring, 
102:01,986[F  ]| The Graces, and the rosy-bosomed Hours, 
102:01,987[F  ]| Thither all their bounties bring, 
102:01,988[F  ]| That$3$ there eternal Summer dwells, 
102:01,989[F  ]| And West winds, with musky wing 
102:01,990[F  ]| About the cedarn alleys fling 
102:01,991[F  ]| \Nard\, and \Cassia's\ balmy smells.  
102:01,992[F  ]| \Iris\ there with humid bow, 
102:01,993[F  ]| Waters the odorous banks that$6#1$ blow 
102:01,994[F  ]| Flowers of more mingled hue
102:01,995[F  ]| Than her purfled scarf can shew, 
102:01,996[F  ]| And drenches with \Elysian\ dew 
102:01,997[F  ]| (List mortals, if your ears be true) 
102:01,998[F  ]| Beds of \Hyacinth\, and roses 
102:01,999[F  ]| Where young \Adonis\ oft reposes, 
102:01,000[F  ]| Waxing well of his deep wound 
102:01,001[F  ]| In$4$ slumber soft, and on$4$ the ground 
102:01,002[F  ]| Sadly sits the \Assyrian\ Queen; 
102:01,003[F  ]| But far above in$4$ spangled sheen 
102:01,004[F  ]| Celestial \Cupid\ her famed son advanced, 
102:01,005[F  ]| Holds his dear \Psyche\ sweet entranced 
102:01,006[F  ]| After her wandering labours long, 
102:01,007[F  ]| Till free consent the gods among 
102:01,008[F  ]| Make her his eternal Bride, 
102:01,009[F  ]| And from her fair unspotted side 
102:01,010[F  ]| Two blissful twins are to$9$ be born, 
102:01,011[F  ]| Youth and Joy; so$5#2$ \Jove\ hath sworn.  
102:01,012[F  ]| But now my task is smoothly done, 
102:01,013[F  ]| I can fly, or I can run 
102:01,014[F  ]| Quickly to$4$ the green earth's end, 
102:01,015[F  ]| Where the bowed welkin slow doth bend, 
102:01,016[F  ]| And from thence can soar as soon 
102:01,017[F  ]| To$4$ the corners of the Moon.  
102:01,018[F  ]| Mortals that$6#1$ would follow me, 
102:01,019[F  ]| Love vertue, she alone is free, 
102:01,020[F  ]| She can teach ye how to$9$ climb 
102:01,021[F  ]| Higher than the Sphery chime; 
102:01,022[F  ]| Of if Virtue feeble were, 
102:01,023[F  ]| Heaven itself would stoop to$4$ her.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The End.\>