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 wilde Wood.> 
102:01,000['  ]| <\The attendant Spirit descends or enters.\> 
102:01,001[F  ]| BEFORE the starry threshold of \Joves\ Court 
102:01,002[F  ]| My mansion is, where those immortal shapes 
102:01,003[F  ]| Of bright ae+rial Spirits live insphear'd 
102:01,004[F  ]| In Regions milde of calm and serene Ayr, 
102:01,005[F  ]| Above the smoak and stirr of this dim spot, 
102:01,006[F  ]| Which men call Earth, and with low-thoughted care 
102:01,007[F  ]| Confin'd, and pester'd in this pin-fold here, 
102:01,008[F  ]| Strive to keep up a frail, and Feaverish being 
102:01,009[F  ]| Unmindfull of the crown that Vertue gives 
102:01,010[F  ]| After this mortal change, to her true Servants 
102:01,011[F  ]| Amongst the enthron'd gods on Sainted seats.  
102:01,012[F  ]| Yet som there be that by due steps aspire 
102:01,013[F  ]| To lay their just hands on that Golden Key 
102:01,014[F  ]| That ope's the Palace of Eternity:  
102:01,015[F  ]| To such my errand is, and but for 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 my task.  \Neptune\ besides the sway 
102:01,019[F  ]| Of every salt Flood, and each ebbing Stream, 
102:01,020[F  ]| Took in by lot 'twixt high, and neather \Jove\, 
102:01,021[F  ]| Imperial rule of all the Sea-girt Iles 
102:01,022[F  ]| That like to rich, and various gemms inlay 
102:01,023[F  ]| The unadorned boosom of the Deep, 
102:01,024[F  ]| Which he to grace his tributary gods 
102:01,025[F  ]| By course commits to severall government, 
102:01,026[F  ]| And gives them leave to wear their Saphire crowns, 
102:01,027[F  ]| And weild their little tridents, but this Ile 
102:01,028[F  ]| The greatest, and the best of all the main 
102:01,029[F  ]| He quarters to his blu-hair'd deities, 
102:01,030[F  ]| And all this tract that fronts the falling sun 
102:01,031[F  ]| A noble Peer of mickle trust, and power 
102:01,032[F  ]| Has in his charge, with temper'd awe to guide 
102:01,033[F  ]| An old, and haughty Nation proud in Arms:  
102:01,034[F  ]| Where his fair off-spring nurs't in Princely lore, 
102:01,035[F  ]| Are coming to attend their Fathers state, 
102:01,036[F  ]| And new-entrusted Scepter, but their way 
102:01,037[F  ]| Lies through the perplex't paths of this drear Wood, 
102:01,038[F  ]| The nodding horror of whose shady brows 
102:01,039[F  ]| Threats the forlorn and wandring Passinger.  
102:01,040[F  ]| And here their tender age might suffer perill, 
102:01,041[F  ]| But that by quick command from Soveran \Jove\ 
102:01,042[F  ]| I was dispatcht for their defence, and guard; 
102:01,043[F  ]| And listen why, for I will tell ye now 
102:01,044[F  ]| What never yet was heard in Tale or Song 
102:01,045[F  ]| From old, or modern Bard in Hall, or Bowr.  
102:01,046[F  ]| \Bacchus\ that first from out the purple Grape, 
102:01,047[F  ]| Crush't the sweet poyson of mis-used Wine 
102:01,048[F  ]| After the \Tuscan\ Mariners transform'd 
102:01,049[F  ]| Coasting the \Tyrrhene\ shore, as the winds listed, 
102:01,050[F  ]| On \Circes\ Iland fell (who 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 gaz'd upon his clustring locks, 
102:01,055[F  ]| With Ivy berries wreath'd, and his blithe youth, 
102:01,056[F  ]| Had by him, ere he parted thence, a Son 
102:01,057[F  ]| Much like his Father, but his Mother more, 
102:01,058[F  ]| Whom therfore she brought up and \Comus\ nam'd, 
102:01,059[F  ]| Who ripe, and frolick of his full grown age, 
102:01,060[F  ]| Roaving the \Celtick\, and \Iberian\ fields, 
102:01,061[F  ]| At last betakes him to this ominous Wood, 
102:01,062[F  ]| And in thick shelter of black shades imbowr'd, 
102:01,063[F  ]| Excells his Mother at her mighty Art, 
102:01,064[F  ]| Offring to every weary Travailer, 
102:01,065[F  ]| His orient liquor in a Crystal Glasse, 
102:01,066[F  ]| To quench the drouth of \Pho*ebus\, which as they taste 
102:01,067[F  ]| (For most do taste through fond intemperate thirst) 
102:01,068[F  ]| Soon as the Potion works, their human count'nance, 
102:01,069[F  ]| Th' express resemblance of the gods, is chang'd 
102:01,070[F  ]| Into som brutish form of Woolf, 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 perfect is their misery, 
102:01,074[F  ]| Not once perceive their foul disfigurement, 
102:01,075[F  ]| But boast themselves more comely then before 
102:01,076[F  ]| And all their friends, and native home forget 
102:01,077[F  ]| To roule with pleasure in a sensual stie.  
102:01,078[F  ]| Therfore when any favour'd of high \Jove\, 
102:01,079[F  ]| Chances to pass through this adventrous glade, 
102:01,080[F  ]| Swift as the Sparkle of a glancing Star, 
102:01,081[F  ]| I shoot from Heav'n to give him safe convoy, 
102:01,082[F  ]| As now I do:  But first I must put off 
102:01,083[F  ]| These my skie robes spun out of \Iris\ Wooff, 
102:01,084[F  ]| And take the Weeds and likenes of a Swain, 
102:01,085[F  ]| That to the service of this house belongs, 
102:01,086[F  ]| Who with his soft Pipe, and smooth-dittied Song, 
102:01,087[F  ]| Well knows to still the wilde winds when they roar, 
102:01,088[F  ]| And hush the waving Woods, nor of lesse faith, 
102:01,089[F  ]| And in this office of his Mountain watch, 
102:01,090[F  ]| Likeliest, and neerest to the present ayd 
102:01,091[F  ]| Of this occasion.  But I hear the tread 
102:01,092[F  ]| Of hatefull steps, I must be viewles 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 wilde Beasts, but other-wise\>
102:01,000['  ]| <\like Men and Women, their Apparel glistring, they com in making a\> 
102:01,000['  ]| <\riotous and unruly noise, with Torches in their hands.\> 
102:01,093[B  ]| The Star that bids the Shepherd fold, 
102:01,094[B  ]| Now the top of Heav'n 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 the steep \Atlantick\ 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 gole 
102:01,101[B  ]| Of his Chamber in the East.  
102:01,102[B  ]| Mean*while welcom Joy, and Feast, 
102:01,103[B  ]| Midnight shout, and revelry, 
102:01,104[B  ]| Tipsie dance, and Jollity.  
102:01,105[B  ]| Braid your Locks with rosie Twine 
102:01,106[B  ]| Dropping odours, dropping Wine.  
102:01,107[B  ]| Rigor now is gon to bed, 
102:01,108[B  ]| And Advice with scrupulous head, 
102:01,109[B  ]| Strict Age, and sowre Severity, 
102:01,110[B  ]| With their grave Saws in slumber ly.  
102:01,111[B  ]| We that are of purer fire 
102:01,112[B  ]| Imitate the Starry Quire, 
102:01,113[B  ]| Who in their nightly watchfull Sphears, 
102:01,114[B  ]| Lead in 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 the Moon in wavering Morrice move, 
102:01,117[B  ]| And on the Tawny Sands and Shelves, 
102:01,118[B  ]| Trip the pert Fairies and the dapper Elves; 
102:01,119[B  ]| By dimpled Brook, and Fountain brim, 
102:01,120[B  ]| The Wood-Nymphs deckt with Daisies trim, 
102:01,121[B  ]| Their merry wakes and pastimes keep:  
102:01,122[B  ]| What hath night to do with sleep?  
102:01,123[B  ]| Night hath better sweets to prove, 
102:01,124[B  ]| \Venus\ now wakes, and wak'ns Love.  
102:01,125[B  ]| Com let us our rights begin, 
102:01,126[B  ]| 'Tis onely day-light that makes Sin 
102:01,127[B  ]| Which these dun shades will ne're report.  
102:01,128[B  ]| Hail Goddesse of Nocturnal sport 
102:01,129[B  ]| Dark vaild \Cotytto\, t' whom the secret flame 
102:01,130[B  ]| Of mid-night Torches burns; mysterious Dame 
102:01,131[B  ]| That ne're art call'd, but when the Dragon woom 
102:01,132[B  ]| Of Stygian darknes spets her thickest gloom, 
102:01,133[B  ]| And makes one blot of all the ayr, 
102:01,134[B  ]| Stay thy cloudy Ebon chair, 
102:01,135[B  ]| Wherin thou rid'st with \Hecat\, and befriend 
102:01,136[B  ]| Us thy vow'd Priests, til utmost end 
102:01,137[B  ]| Of all thy dues be done, and none left out, 
102:01,138[B  ]| Ere the blabbing Eastern scout, 
102:01,139[B  ]| The nice Morn on th' \Indian\ steep 
102:01,140[B  ]| From her cabin'd loop hole peep, 
102:01,141[B  ]| And to the tel-tale Sun discry 
102:01,142[B  ]| Our conceal'd Solemnity.  
102:01,143[B  ]| Com, knit hands, and beat the ground, 
102:01,144[B  ]| In a light fantastick round.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The measure.\> 
102:01,145[B  ]| Break off, break off, I feel the different pace, 
102:01,146[B  ]| Of som chast footing neer about this ground.  
102:01,147[B  ]| Run to your shrouds, within these Brakes and Trees.  
102:01,148[B  ]| Our number may affright:  Som Virgin sure 
102:01,149[B  ]| (For so I can distinguish by mine Art) 
102:01,150[B  ]| Benighted in these Woods.  Now to my charms, 
102:01,151[B  ]| And to my wily trains, I shall e're long 
102:01,152[B  ]| Be well stock't with as fair a herd as graz'd 
102:01,153[B  ]| About my Mother \Circe\.  Thus I hurl 
102:01,154[B  ]| My dazling Spells into the spungy ayr, 
102:01,155[B  ]| Of power to 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 suspicious flight, 
102:01,159[B  ]| Which must not be, for that's against my course; 
102:01,160[B  ]| I under fair pretence of friendly ends, 
102:01,161[B  ]| And well plac'd words of glozing courtesie 
102:01,162[B  ]| Baited with reasons not unplausible 
102:01,163[B  ]| Wind me into the easie-hearted man, 
102:01,164[B  ]| And hugg him into snares.  When once her eye 
102:01,165[B  ]| Hath met the vertue of this Magick dust, 
102:01,166[B  ]| I shall appear som harmles Villager 
102:01,167[B  ]| Whom thrift keeps up 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 busines 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, me thought it was the sound 
102:01,172[A  ]| Of Riot, and ill manag'd Merriment, 
102:01,173[A  ]| Such as the jocond Flute, or gamesom Pipe 
102:01,174[A  ]| Stirs up among the loose unleter'd Hinds, 
102:01,175[A  ]| When for their teeming Flocks, and granges full 
102:01,176[A  ]| In 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 meet the rudenesse, and swill'd insolence 
102:01,179[A  ]| Of such late Wassailers; yet O where els 
102:01,180[A  ]| Shall I inform my unacquainted feet 
102:01,181[A  ]| In the blind mazes of this tangl'd Wood?  
102:01,182[A  ]| My Brothers when they saw me wearied out 
102:01,183[A  ]| With this long way, resolving here to lodge 
102:01,184[A  ]| Under the spreading favour of these Pines, 
102:01,185[A  ]| Stept as they se'd to the next Thicket side 
102:01,186[A  ]| To 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 Eev'n 
102:01,189[A  ]| Like a sad Votarist in Palmers weed 
102:01,190[A  ]| Rose from the hindmost wheels of \Pho*ebus\ 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, 'tis likeliest 
102:01,193[A  ]| They had ingag'd their wandring steps too far, 
102:01,194[A  ]| And envious darknes, e're they could return, 
102:01,195[A  ]| Had stole them from me, els O theevish Night 
102:01,196[A  ]| Why wouldst thou, but for som fellonious end, 
102:01,197[A  ]| In thy dark lantern thus close up the Stars, 
102:01,198[A  ]| That nature hung in Heav'n, and fill'd their Lamps 
102:01,199[A  ]| With everlasting oil, to give due light 
102:01,200[A  ]| To the misled and lonely Travailer?  
102:01,201[A  ]| This is the place, as well as I may guess, 
102:01,202[A  ]| Whence eev'n now the tumult of loud Mirth 
102:01,203[A  ]| Was rife, and perfet in my list'ning ear, 
102:01,204[A  ]| Yet nought but single darknes do I find.  
102:01,205[A  ]| What might this be?  A thousand fantasies 
102:01,206[A  ]| Begin to throng into my memory 
102:01,207[A  ]| Of calling shapes, and beckning shadows dire, 
102:01,208[A  ]| And airy tongues, that syllable mens names 
102:01,209[A  ]| On Sands, and Shoars, and desert Wildernesses.  
102:01,210[A  ]| These thoughts may startle well, but not astound 
102:01,211[A  ]| The vertuous mind, that ever walks attended 
102:01,212[A  ]| By a strong siding champion Conscience.  ~~  
102:01,213[A  ]| O welcom pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed Hope, 
102:01,214[A  ]| Thou hovering Angel girt with golden wings, 
102:01,215[A  ]| And thou unblemish't form of Chastity, 
102:01,216[A  ]| I see ye visibly, and now beleeve 
102:01,217[A  ]| That he, the Supreme good, t' whom all things ill 
102:01,218[A  ]| Are but as slavish officers of vengeance, 
102:01,219[A  ]| Would send a glistring Guardian if need were 
102:01,220[A  ]| To keep my life and honour unassail'd.  
102:01,221[A  ]| Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud 
102:01,222[A  ]| Turn forth her silver lining on 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 the night, 
102:01,225[A  ]| And casts a gleam over the tufted Grove.  
102:01,226[A  ]| I cannot hallow to my Brothers, but 
102:01,227[A  ]| Such noise as I can make to be heard farthest 
102:01,228[A  ]| Ile venter, for my new enliv'nd 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 liv'st unseen\ 
102:01,231[A  ]| \Within thy airy shell\ 
102:01,232[A  ]| \By slow\ Meander's \margent green,\ 
102:01,233[A  ]| \And in the violet imbroider'd vale\ 
102:01,234[A  ]| \Where the love-lorn Nightingale\ 
102:01,235[A  ]| \Nightly to thee her sad Song mourneth well.\ 
102:01,236[A  ]| \Canst thou not tell me of a gentle Pair\ 
102:01,237[A  ]| \That likest thy\ Narcissus \are?\ 
102:01,238[A  ]| \O if thou have\ 
102:01,239[A  ]| \Hid them in som flowry Cave,\ 
102:01,240[A  ]| \Tell me but where\ 
102:01,241[A  ]| \Sweet Queen of Parly, Daughter of the Sphear,\ 
102:01,242[A  ]| \So maist thou be translated to the skies,\ 
102:01,243[A  ]| \And give resounding grace to all Heavn's Harmonies.\ 
102:01,244[B  ]| Can any mortal mixture of Earths mould 
102:01,245[B  ]| Breath such Divine inchanting ravishment?  
102:01,246[B  ]| Sure somthing holy lodges in that brest, 
102:01,247[B  ]| And with these raptures moves the vocal air 
102:01,248[B  ]| To testifie his hidd'n residence; 
102:01,249[B  ]| How sweetly did they float upon the wings 
102:01,250[B  ]| Of silence, through the empty-vaulted night 
102:01,251[B  ]| At every fall smoothing the Raven doune 
102:01,252[B  ]| Of darknes till it smil'd:  I have oft heard 
102:01,253[B  ]| My mother \Circe\ with the Sirens three, 
102:01,254[B  ]| Amid'st the flowry-kirtl'd \Naiades\ 
102:01,255[B  ]| Culling their Potent hearbs, and balefull drugs, 
102:01,256[B  ]| Who as they sung, would take the prison'd soul, 
102:01,257[B  ]| And lap it in \Elysium, Scylla\ wept, 
102:01,258[B  ]| And chid her barking waves into attention, 
102:01,259[B  ]| And fell \Charybdis\ murmur'd soft applause:  
102:01,260[B  ]| Yet they in pleasing slumber lull'd the sense, 
102:01,261[B  ]| And in sweet madnes rob'd it of it*self, 
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.  Ile speak to her 
102:01,265[B  ]| And she shall be my Queen.  Hail forren wonder 
102:01,266[B  ]| Whom certain these rough shades did never breed 
102:01,267[B  ]| Unlesse the Goddesse that in rurall shrine 
102:01,268[B  ]| Dwell'st here with \Pan\, or \Silvan\, by blest Song 
102:01,269[B  ]| Forbidding every bleak unkindly Fog 
102:01,270[B  ]| To touch the prosperous growth of this tall Wood.  
102:01,271[A  ]| Nay gentle Shepherd ill is lost that praise 
102:01,272[A  ]| That is addrest to unattending Ears, 
102:01,273[A  ]| Not any boast of skill, but extreme shift 
102:01,274[A  ]| How to regain my sever'd company 
102:01,275[A  ]| Compell'd me to awake the courteous Echo 
102:01,276[A  ]| To give me answer from her mossie Couch.  
102:01,277[B  ]| What chance good Lady hath bereft you thus?  
102:01,278[A  ]| Dim darknes, and this leavy Labyrinth.  
102:01,279[B  ]| Could that divide you from neer-ushering guides?  
102:01,280[A  ]| They left me weary on a grassie terf.  
102:01,281[B  ]| By falshood, or discourtesie, or why?  
102:01,282[A  ]| To seek i'th vally som cool friendly Spring.  
102:01,283[B  ]| And left your fair side all unguarded Lady?  
102:01,284[A  ]| They were but twain, and purpos'd quick return.  
102:01,285[B  ]| Perhaps fore-stalling night prevented them.  
102:01,286[A  ]| How easie my misfortune is to hit!  
102:01,287[B  ]| Imports their loss, beside the present need?  
102:01,288[A  ]| No less then if I should my brothers loose.  
102:01,289[B  ]| Were they of manly prime, or youthful bloom?  
102:01,290[A  ]| As smooth as \Hebe's\ their unrazor'd lips.  
102:01,291[B  ]| Two such I saw, what time the labour'd Oxe 
102:01,292[B  ]| In his loose traces from the furrow came, 
102:01,293[B  ]| And the swink't hedger at his Supper sate; 
102:01,294[B  ]| I saw them under a green mantling vine 
102:01,295[B  ]| That 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 then human, as they stood; 
102:01,298[B  ]| I took it for a fae+ry vision 
102:01,299[B  ]| Of som gay creatures of the element 
102:01,300[B  ]| That in the colours of the Rainbow live 
102:01,301[B  ]| And play i'th plighted clouds.  I was aw-strook, 
102:01,302[B  ]| And as I past, I worshipt:  if those you seek 
102:01,303[B  ]| It were a journey like the path to Heav'n, 
102:01,304[B  ]| To help you find them.  
102:01,304[A  ]| Gentle villager 
102:01,305[A  ]| What readiest way would bring me to that place?  
102:01,306[B  ]| Due west it rises from this shrubby point.  
102:01,307[A  ]| To find out that, good Shepherd, I suppose, 
102:01,308[A  ]| In 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-practiz'd feet, 
102:01,311[B  ]| I know each lane, and every alley green 
102:01,312[B  ]| Dingle, or bushy dell of this wilde Wood, 
102:01,313[B  ]| And every bosky bourn from side to side 
102:01,314[B  ]| My daily walks and ancient neighbourhood, 
102:01,315[B  ]| And if your stray attendance be yet lodg'd, 
102:01,316[B  ]| Or shroud within these limits, I shall know 
102:01,317[B  ]| Ere morrow wake, or the low roosted lark 
102:01,318[B  ]| From her thatch't pallat rowse, if otherwise 
102:01,319[B  ]| I can conduct you Lady to 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 offer'd courtesie, 
102:01,323[A  ]| Which oft is sooner found in lowly sheds 
102:01,324[A  ]| With smoaky rafters, then in tapstry Halls 
102:01,325[A  ]| And Courts of Princes, where it first was nam'd, 
102:01,326[A  ]| And yet is most pretended:  In a place 
102:01,327[A  ]| Less warranted then this, or less secure 
102:01,328[A  ]| I cannot be, that I should fear to change it.  
102:01,329[A  ]| Eie me blest Providence, and square my triall 
102:01,330[A  ]| To my proportion'd strength.  Shepherd lead on.  ~~  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The Two Brothers.\> 
102:01,331[C  ]| Unmuffle ye faint stars, and thou fair Moon 
102:01,332[C  ]| That wontst to love the travailers benizon, 
102:01,333[C  ]| Stoop thy pale visage through an amber cloud, 
102:01,334[C  ]| And disinherit \Chaos\, that raigns here 
102:01,335[C  ]| In double night of darknes, and of shades; 
102:01,336[C  ]| Or if your influence be quite damm'd up 
102:01,337[C  ]| With black usurping mists, som gentle taper 
102:01,338[C  ]| Though a rush Candle from the wicker hole 
102:01,339[C  ]| Of som clay habitation visit us 
102:01,340[C  ]| With thy long levell'd 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 barr'd that happines, might we but hear 
102:01,344[D  ]| The folded flocks pen'd in their watled 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 his feathery Dames, 
102:01,348[D  ]| 'Twould be som solace yet, som little chearing 
102:01,349[D  ]| In this close dungeon of innumerous bowes.  
102:01,350[D  ]| But O that haples 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 som cold bank is her boulster now 
102:01,354[D  ]| Or 'gainst the rugged bark of som broad Elm 
102:01,355[D  ]| Leans her unpillow'd head fraught with sad fears.  
102:01,356[D  ]| What if in wild amazement, and affright, 
102:01,357[D  ]| Or while we speak within the direfull 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 cast the fashion of uncertain evils; 
102:01,361[C  ]| For grant they be so, while they rest unknown, 
102:01,362[C  ]| What need a man forestall his date of grief, 
102:01,363[C  ]| And run to 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 to seek, 
102:01,367[C  ]| Or so unprincipl'd in vertues book, 
102:01,368[C  ]| And the sweet peace that goodnes boosoms ever, 
102:01,369[C  ]| As that the single want of light and noise 
102:01,370[C  ]| (Not being in 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  ]| Vertue could see to do what vertue would 
102:01,374[C  ]| By her own radiant light, though Sun and Moon 
102:01,375[C  ]| Were in the flat Sea sunk.  And Wisdoms self 
102:01,376[C  ]| Oft seeks to 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 in the various bussle of resort 
102:01,380[C  ]| Were all too ruffl'd, and somtimes impair'd.  
102:01,381[C  ]| He that has light within his own cleer brest 
102:01,382[C  ]| May ith i'th center, and enjoy bright day, 
102:01,383[C  ]| But he that 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  ]| Tis most true 
102:01,386[D  ]| That musing meditation most affects 
102:01,387[D  ]| The pensive secrecy of desert cell, 
102:01,388[D  ]| Far from the cheerfull haunt of men, and herds, 
102:01,389[D  ]| And sits as safe as in a Senat house, 
102:01,390[D  ]| For who 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 the fair Hesperian Tree 
102:01,394[D  ]| Laden with blooming gold, had need the guard 
102:01,395[D  ]| Of dragon watch with uninchanted eye, 
102:01,396[D  ]| To 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 spred out the unsun'd heaps 
102:01,399[D  ]| Of Misers treasures by an out-laws den, 
102:01,400[D  ]| And tell me it is safe, as bid me hope 
102:01,401[D  ]| Danger will wink on Opportunity, 
102:01,402[D  ]| And let a single helpless maiden pass 
102:01,403[D  ]| Uninjur'd in this wilde surrounding wast.  
102:01,404[D  ]| Of night, or loneliness it recks me not, 
102:01,405[D  ]| I fear the dred events that dog them both, 
102:01,406[D  ]| Lest som 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  ]| Inferr, as if I thought my sisters state 
102:01,409[C  ]| Secure without all doubt, or controversie:  
102:01,410[C  ]| Yet where an equall poise of hope and fear 
102:01,411[C  ]| Does arbitrate th' event, my nature is 
102:01,412[C  ]| That I encline to hope, rather then fear, 
102:01,413[C  ]| And gladly banish squint suspicion.  
102:01,414[C  ]| My sister is not so defenceless left 
102:01,415[C  ]| As you imagine, she has a hidden strength 
102:01,416[C  ]| Which you remember not.  
102:01,416[D  ]| What hidden strength, 
102:01,417[D  ]| Unless the strength of Heav'n, if you mean that?  
102:01,418[C  ]| I mean that too, but yet a hidden strength 
102:01,419[C  ]| Which if Heav'n gave it, may be term'd her own:  
102:01,420[C  ]| 'Tis chastity, my brother, chastity:  
102:01,421[C  ]| She that has that, is clad in compleat steel, 
102:01,422[C  ]| And like a quiver'd Nymph with Arrows keen 
102:01,423[C  ]| May trace huge Forests, and unharbour'd Heaths, 
102:01,424[C  ]| Infamous Hills, and sandy perilous wildes, 
102:01,425[C  ]| Where through the sacred rayes of Chastity, 
102:01,426[C  ]| No savage fierce, Bandite, or mountaneer 
102:01,427[C  ]| Will dare to soyl her Virgin purity, 
102:01,428[C  ]| Yea there, where very desolation dwels 
102:01,429[C  ]| By grots, and caverns shag'd with horrid shades, 
102:01,430[C  ]| She may pass on with unblench't majesty, 
102:01,431[C  ]| Be it not don in pride, or in presumption.  
102:01,432[C  ]| Som say no evil thing that walks by night 
102:01,433[C  ]| In fog, or fire, by lake, or moorish fen, 
102:01,434[C  ]| Blew meager Hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, 
102:01,435[C  ]| That breaks his magick chains at \curfeu\ time, 
102:01,436[C  ]| No goblin, or swart fae+ry of the mine, 
102:01,437[C  ]| Hath hurtfull power o're true virginity.  
102:01,438[C  ]| Do ye beleeve me yet, or shall I call 
102:01,439[C  ]| Antiquity from the old Schools of Greece 
102:01,440[C  ]| To testifie the arms of Chastity?  
102:01,441[C  ]| Hence had the huntress \Dian\ her dred bow 
102:01,442[C  ]| Fair silver-shafted Queen for*ever chaste, 
102:01,443[C  ]| Wherwith she tam'd 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  ]| Fear'd her stern frown, and she was queen oth' Woods.  
102:01,447[C  ]| What was that snaky-headed \Gorgon\ sheild 
102:01,448[C  ]| That wise \Minerva\ wore, unconquer'd Virgin, 
102:01,449[C  ]| Wherwith she freez'd her foes to congeal'd stone?  
102:01,450[C  ]| But rigid looks of Chast austerity, 
102:01,451[C  ]| And noble grace that dash't brute violence 
102:01,452[C  ]| With sudden adoration, and blank aw.  
102:01,453[C  ]| So dear to Heav'n is Saintly chastity, 
102:01,454[C  ]| That when a soul is found sincerely so, 
102:01,455[C  ]| A thousand liveried Angels lacky her, 
102:01,456[C  ]| Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, 
102:01,457[C  ]| And in cleer dream, and solemn vision 
102:01,458[C  ]| Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear, 
102:01,459[C  ]| Till oft convers with heav'nly habitants 
102:01,460[C  ]| Begin to cast a beam on th' outward shape, 
102:01,461[C  ]| The unpolluted temple of the mind, 
102:01,462[C  ]| And turns it by degrees to the souls essence, 
102:01,463[C  ]| Till all be made immortal:  but when lust 
102:01,464[C  ]| By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk, 
102:01,465[C  ]| But most by leud and lavish act of sin, 
102:01,466[C  ]| Lets in defilement to the inward parts, 
102:01,467[C  ]| The soul grows clotted by contagion, 
102:01,468[C  ]| Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite loose 
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 Charnell vaults, and Sepulchers 
102:01,472[C  ]| Lingering, and sitting by a new made grave, 
102:01,473[C  ]| As loath to leave the body that it lov'd, 
102:01,474[C  ]| And link't it*self by carnal sensualty 
102:01,475[C  ]| To 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 nectar'd sweets, 
102:01,480[D  ]| Where no crude surfet raigns.  
102:01,480[C  ]| List, list, I hear 
102:01,481[C  ]| Som far off hallow break the silent Air.  
102:01,482[D  ]| Me thought so too; what should it be?  
102:01,482[C  ]| For certain 
102:01,483[C  ]| Either som*one like us night-founder'd here, 
102:01,484[C  ]| Or els som neighbour Wood-man, or at worst, 
102:01,485[C  ]| Som roaving Robber calling to his fellows.  
102:01,486[D  ]| Heav'n keep my sister, agen agen and neer, 
102:01,487[D  ]| Best draw, and stand upon our guard.  
102:01,487[C  ]| Ile hallow, 
102:01,488[C  ]| If he be friendly he comes well, if not, 
102:01,489[C  ]| Defence is a good cause, and Heav'n be for us.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The attendant Spirit habited like a Shepherd.\> 
102:01,490[C  ]| That hallow I should know, what are you?  speak; 
102:01,491[C  ]| Com not too neer, you fall on iron stakes else.  
102:01,492[F  ]| What voice is that, my young Lord?  speak agen.  
102:01,493[D  ]| O brother, 'tis my father Shepherd sure.  
102:01,494[C  ]| \Thyrsis\?  Whose artful strains have oft delaid 
102:01,495[C  ]| The huddling brook to hear his madrigal, 
102:01,496[C  ]| And sweetn'd every muskrose of the dale, 
102:01,497[C  ]| How cam'st thou here good Swain?  hath any ram 
102:01,498[C  ]| Slip't from the fold, or young Kid lost his dam, 
102:01,499[C  ]| Or straggling weather the pen't flock forsook?  
102:01,500[C  ]| How couldst thou find this dark sequester'd nook?  
102:01,501[F  ]| O my lov'd masters heir, and his next joy, 
102:01,502[F  ]| I came not here on such a trivial toy 
102:01,503[F  ]| As a stray'd Ewe, or to pursue the stealth 
102:01,504[F  ]| Of pilfering Woolf, not all the fleecy wealth 
102:01,505[F  ]| That doth enrich these Downs, is worth a thought 
102:01,506[F  ]| To 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 your company?  
102:01,509[C  ]| To 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\?  Prethee briefly shew.  
102:01,513[F  ]| Ile tell ye, 'tis not vain or fabulous, 
102:01,514[F  ]| (Though so esteem'd by shallow ignorance) 
102:01,515[F  ]| What the sage Poe+ts taught by th' heav'nly Muse, 
102:01,516[F  ]| Storied of old in high immortal vers 
102:01,517[F  ]| Of dire \Chimera's\ and inchanted Iles, 
102:01,518[F  ]| And rifted Rocks whose entrance leads to hell, 
102:01,519[F  ]| For such there be, but unbelief is blind.  
102:01,520[F  ]| Within the navil of this hideous Wood, 
102:01,521[F  ]| Immur'd in cypress shades a Sorcerer dwels 
102:01,522[F  ]| Of \Bacchus\, and of \Circe\ born, great \Comus\, 
102:01,523[F  ]| Deep skill'd in all his mothers witcheries, 
102:01,524[F  ]| And here to every thirsty wanderer, 
102:01,525[F  ]| By sly enticement gives his banefull cup, 
102:01,526[F  ]| With many murmurs mixt, whose pleasing poison 
102:01,527[F  ]| The visage quite transforms of him that drinks, 
102:01,528[F  ]| And the inglorious likenes of a beast 
102:01,529[F  ]| Fixes instead, unmoulding reasons mintage 
102:01,530[F  ]| Character'd in the face; this have I learn't 
102:01,531[F  ]| Tending my flocks hard by i'th hilly crofts, 
102:01,532[F  ]| That brow this bottom glade, whence night by night 
102:01,533[F  ]| He and his monstrous rout are heard to howl 
102:01,534[F  ]| Like stabl'd wolves, or tigers at their prey, 
102:01,535[F  ]| Doing abhorred rites to \Hecate\ 
102:01,536[F  ]| In their obscured haunts of inmost bowres.  
102:01,537[F  ]| Yet have they many baits, and guilefull spells 
102:01,538[F  ]| To inveigle and invite th' unwary sense 
102:01,539[F  ]| Of them that pass unweeting by the way.  
102:01,540[F  ]| This evening late by then the chewing flocks 
102:01,541[F  ]| Had ta'n their supper on the savoury Herb 
102:01,542[F  ]| Of Knot-grass dew-besprent, and were in fold, 
102:01,543[F  ]| I sate me down to watch upon a bank 
102:01,544[F  ]| With Ivy canopied, and interwove 
102:01,545[F  ]| With flaunting Hony-suckle, and began 
102:01,546[F  ]| Wrapt in a pleasing fit of melancholy 
102:01,547[F  ]| To meditate my rural minstrelsie, 
102:01,548[F  ]| Till fancy had her fill, but ere a close 
102:01,549[F  ]| The wonted roar was up amidst the Woods, 
102:01,550[F  ]| And fill'd the Air with barbarous dissonance, 
102:01,551[F  ]| At which I ceas't, and listen'd them a while, 
102:01,552[F  ]| Till an unusual stop of sudden silence 
102:01,553[F  ]| Gave respit to the drowsie frighted steeds 
102:01,554[F  ]| That draw the litter of close-curtain'd sleep.  
102:01,555[F  ]| At last a soft and solemn breathing sound 
102:01,556[F  ]| Rose like a steam of rich distill'd Perfumes, 
102:01,557[F  ]| And stole upon the Air, that even Silence 
102:01,558[F  ]| Was took e're she was ware, and wish't she might 
102:01,559[F  ]| Deny her nature, and be never more 
102:01,560[F  ]| Still to be so displac't.  I was all eare, 
102:01,561[F  ]| And took in strains that might create a soul 
102:01,562[F  ]| Under the ribs of Death, but O ere long 
102:01,563[F  ]| Too well I did perceive it was the voice 
102:01,564[F  ]| Of my most honour'd Lady, your dear sister.  
102:01,565[F  ]| Amaz'd I stood, harrow'd with grief and fear, 
102:01,566[F  ]| And O poor hapless Nightingale thought I, 
102:01,567[F  ]| How sweet thou sing'st, how neer the deadly snare!  
102:01,568[F  ]| Then down the Lawns I ran with headlong hast 
102:01,569[F  ]| Through paths, and turnings oft'n trod by day, 
102:01,570[F  ]| Till guided by mine ear I found the place 
102:01,571[F  ]| Where that damn'd wisard hid in sly disguise 
102:01,572[F  ]| (For so by certain signes I knew) had met 
102:01,573[F  ]| Already, ere my best speed could pra*event, 
102:01,574[F  ]| The aidless innocent Lady his wish't prey, 
102:01,575[F  ]| Who gently ask't if he had seen such two, 
102:01,576[F  ]| Supposing him som neighbour villager; 
102:01,577[F  ]| Longer I durst not stay, but soon I guess't 
102:01,578[F  ]| Ye were the two she mean't, with that I sprung 
102:01,579[F  ]| Into swift flight, till I had found you here, 
102:01,580[F  ]| But furder know I not.  
102:01,580[D  ]| O night and shades, 
102:01,581[D  ]| How are ye joyn'd with hell in triple knot 
102:01,582[D  ]| Against th' 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 it safely, not a period 
102:01,586[C  ]| Shall be unsaid for me:  against the threats 
102:01,587[C  ]| Of malice or of sorcery, or that power 
102:01,588[C  ]| Which erring men call Chance, this I hold firm, 
102:01,589[C  ]| Vertue may be assail'd, but never hurt, 
102:01,590[C  ]| Surpriz'd by unjust force, but not enthrall'd, 
102:01,591[C  ]| Yea even that which mischief meant most harm, 
102:01,592[C  ]| Shall in the happy trial prove most glory.  
102:01,593[C  ]| But evil on it*self shall back recoyl, 
102:01,594[C  ]| And mix no more with goodness, when at last 
102:01,595[C  ]| Gather'd like scum, and setl'd to it*self 
102:01,596[C  ]| It shall be in eternal restless change 
102:01,597[C  ]| Self-fed and self-consum'd, if this fail, 
102:01,598[C  ]| The pillar'd firmament is rott'nness, 
102:01,599[C  ]| And earths base built on stubble.  But com let's on.  
102:01,600[C  ]| Against th' opposing will and arm of Heav'n 
102:01,601[C  ]| May never this just sword be lifted up, 
102:01,602[C  ]| But for that damn'd magician, let him be girt 
102:01,603[C  ]| With all the greisly legions that troop 
102:01,604[C  ]| Under the sooty flag of \Acheron\, 
102:01,605[C  ]| \Harpyies\ and \Hydra's\, or all the monstrous forms 
102:01,606[C  ]| 'Twixt \Africa\ and \Inde\, Ile find him out, 
102:01,607[C  ]| And force him to restore his purchase back, 
102:01,608[C  ]| Or drag him by the curls, to a foul death, 
102:01,609[C  ]| Curs'd as his life.  
102:01,609[F  ]| Alas good ventrous 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  ]| Farr other arms, and other weapons must 
102:01,613[F  ]| Be those that quell the might of hellish charms, 
102:01,614[F  ]| He with his bare wand can unthred thy joynts, 
102:01,615[F  ]| And crumble all thy sinews.  
102:01,615[C  ]| Why prethee Shepherd 
102:01,616[C  ]| How durst thou then thy*self approach so neer 
102:01,617[C  ]| As to make this relation?  
102:01,617[F  ]| Care and utmost shifts 
102:01,618[F  ]| How to secure the Lady from surprisal, 
102:01,619[F  ]| Brought to my mind a certain Shepherd Lad 
102:01,620[F  ]| Of small regard to see to, yet well skill'd 
102:01,621[F  ]| In every vertuous plant and healing herb 
102:01,622[F  ]| That spreds her verdant leaf to th' morning ray, 
102:01,623[F  ]| He lov'd me well, and oft would beg me sing, 
102:01,624[F  ]| Which when I did, he on the tender grass 
102:01,625[F  ]| Would sit, and hearken even to extasie, 
102:01,626[F  ]| And in requitall ope his leathe'n 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 cull'd me out; 
102:01,631[F  ]| The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it, 
102:01,632[F  ]| But in another Countrey, as he said, 
102:01,633[F  ]| Bore a bright golden flowre, but not in this soyl:  
102:01,634[F  ]| Unknown, and like esteem'd, and the dull swayn 
102:01,635[F  ]| Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon, 
102:01,636[F  ]| And yet more med'cinal is it then that \Moly\ 
102:01,637[F  ]| That \Hermes\ once to wise \Ulysses\ gave; 
102:01,638[F  ]| He call'd it \Ho*emony\, and gave it me, 
102:01,639[F  ]| And bad me keep it as of sov'ran use 
102:01,640[F  ]| 'Gainst all inchantments, mildew blast, or damp 
102:01,641[F  ]| Or gastly furies apparition; 
102:01,642[F  ]| I purs't it up, but little reck'ning made, 
102:01,643[F  ]| Till now that this extremity compell'd, 
102:01,644[F  ]| But now I find it true; for by this means 
102:01,645[F  ]| I knew the foul inchanter though disguis'd, 
102:01,646[F  ]| Enter'd 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 give you when we go) you may 
102:01,649[F  ]| Boldly assault the necromancers hall; 
102:01,650[F  ]| Where if he be, with dauntless hardihood, 
102:01,651[F  ]| And brandish't blade rush on him, break his glass, 
102:01,652[F  ]| And shed the lushious liquor on the ground, 
102:01,653[F  ]| But sease his wand, though he and his cruel crew 
102:01,654[F  ]| Feirce signe of battail make, and menace high, 
102:01,655[F  ]| Or like the sons of \Vulcan\ vomit smoak, 
102:01,656[F  ]| Yet will they soon retire, if he but shrink.  
102:01,657[C  ]| \Thyrsis\ lead on apace, Ile follow thee, 
102:01,658[C  ]| And som good angel bear a sheild 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 chain'd up in Alablaster, 
102:01,661[B  ]| And you a statue; or as \Daphne\ was 
102:01,662[B  ]| Root-bound, that fled \Apollo\.  
102:01,662[A  ]| Fool do not boast, 
102:01,663[A  ]| Thou canst not touch the freedom of my minde 
102:01,664[A  ]| With all thy charms, although this corporal rinde 
102:01,665[A  ]| Thou haste immanacl'd, while Heav'n sees good.  
102:01,666[B  ]| Why are you vext Lady?  why do you frown?  
102:01,667[B  ]| Here dwell no frowns, nor anger, from these gates 
102:01,668[B  ]| Sorrow flies farr:  See here be all the pleasures 
102:01,669[B  ]| That fancy can beget on youthfull thoughts, 
102:01,670[B  ]| When the fresh blood grows lively, and returns 
102:01,671[B  ]| Brisk as the \April\ buds in Primrose-season.  
102:01,672[B  ]| And first behold this cordial Julep here 
102:01,673[B  ]| That flames, and dances in his crystal bounds 
102:01,674[B  ]| With spirits of balm, and fragrant Syrops mixt.  
102:01,675[B  ]| Not that \Nepenthes\ which the wife of \Thone\, 
102:01,676[B  ]| In \Egypt\ gave to \Jove-born Helena\ 
102:01,677[B  ]| Is of such power to stir up joy as this, 
102:01,678[B  ]| To life so friendly, or so cool to thirst.  
102:01,679[B  ]| Why should you be so cruel to your*self, 
102:01,680[B  ]| And to those dainty limms which nature lent 
102:01,681[B  ]| For gentle usage, and soft delicacy?  
102:01,682[B  ]| But you invert the cov'nants of her trust, 
102:01,683[B  ]| And harshly deal like an ill borrower 
102:01,684[B  ]| With that which you receiv'd on other terms, 
102:01,685[B  ]| Scorning the unexempt condition 
102:01,686[B  ]| By which all mortal frailty must subsist, 
102:01,687[B  ]| Refreshment after toil, ease after pain, 
102:01,688[B  ]| That have been tir'd all day without repast, 
102:01,689[B  ]| And timely rest have wanted, but fair Virgin 
102:01,690[B  ]| This will restore all soon.  
102:01,690[A  ]| 'Twill not false traitor, 
102:01,691[A  ]| 'Twill not restore the truth and honesty 
102:01,692[A  ]| That thou hast banish't from thy tongue with lies, 
102:01,693[A  ]| Was this the cottage, and the safe abode 
102:01,694[A  ]| Thou told'st 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 brew'd inchantments, foul deceiver, 
102:01,697[A  ]| Hast thou betrai'd my credulous innocence 
102:01,698[A  ]| With visor'd falshood, and base forgery, 
102:01,699[A  ]| And wouldst thou seek again to trap me here 
102:01,700[A  ]| With lickerish baits fit to ensnare a brute?  
102:01,701[A  ]| Were it a draft for \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 which is not good, is not delicious 
102:01,705[A  ]| To a well-govern'd and wise appetite.  
102:01,706[B  ]| O foolishnes of men!  that lend their ears 
102:01,707[B  ]| To those budge doctors of the \Stoick\ Furr, 
102:01,708[B  ]| And fetch their precepts from the \Cynick\ Tub, 
102:01,709[B  ]| Praising the lean and sallow Abstinence.  
102:01,710[B  ]| Wherefore did Nature powre 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 please, and sate the curious taste?  
102:01,715[B  ]| And set to work millions of spinning Worms, 
102:01,716[B  ]| That in their green shops weave the smooth-hair'd silk 
102:01,717[B  ]| To deck her Sons, and that no corner might 
102:01,718[B  ]| Be vacant of her plenty, in her own loyns 
102:01,719[B  ]| She hutch't th' all-worshipt ore, and precious gems 
102:01,720[B  ]| To store her children with; if all the world 
102:01,721[B  ]| Should in a pet of temperance feed on Pulse, 
102:01,722[B  ]| Drink the clear stream, and nothing wear but Freize, 
102:01,723[B  ]| Th' all-giver would be unthank'd, would be unprais'd, 
102:01,724[B  ]| Not half his riches known, and yet despis'd, 
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 Natures bastards, not her sons, 
102:01,728[B  ]| Who would be quite surcharged with her own weight, 
102:01,729[B  ]| And strangl'd with her waste fertility; 
102:01,730[B  ]| Th' earth cumber'd, and the wing'd air dark't with plumes, 
102:01,731[B  ]| The herds would over-multitude their Lords, 
102:01,732[B  ]| The Sea o'refraught would swell, and th' unsought diamonds 
102:01,733[B  ]| Would so emblaze the forhead of the Deep, 
102:01,734[B  ]| And so bestudd with Stars, that they below 
102:01,735[B  ]| Would grow inur'd to light, and com at last 
102:01,736[B  ]| To gaze upon the Sun with shameless brows.  
102:01,737[B  ]| List Lady be not coy, and be not cosen'd 
102:01,738[B  ]| With that same vaunted name Virginity, 
102:01,739[B  ]| Beauty is natures coyn, must not be hoorded, 
102:01,740[B  ]| But must be currant, and the good thereof 
102:01,741[B  ]| Consists in mutual and partak'n bliss, 
102:01,742[B  ]| Unsavoury in th' injoyment of it*self 
102:01,743[B  ]| If you let slip time, like a neglected rose 
102:01,744[B  ]| It withers on the stalk with languish't head.  
102:01,745[B  ]| Beauty is natures brag, and must be shown 
102:01,746[B  ]| In courts, at feasts, and high solemnities 
102:01,747[B  ]| Where most may wonder at the workmanship; 
102:01,748[B  ]| It is for homely features to keep home, 
102:01,749[B  ]| They had their name thence; course complexions 
102:01,750[B  ]| And cheeks of sorry grain will serve to ply 
102:01,751[B  ]| The sampler, and to teize the huswifes wooll.  
102:01,752[B  ]| What need a vermeil-tinctured lip for that 
102:01,753[B  ]| Love-darting eyes, or tresses like the Morn?  
102:01,754[B  ]| There was another meaning in these gifts, 
102:01,755[B  ]| Think what, and be adviz'd, you are but young yet.  
102:01,756[A  ]| I had not thought to have unlockt my lips 
102:01,757[A  ]| In this unhallow'd air, but that this Jugler 
102:01,758[A  ]| Would think to charm my judgement, as mine eyes, 
102:01,759[A  ]| Obtruding false rules pranckt in reasons garb.  
102:01,760[A  ]| I hate when vice can bolt her arguments, 
102:01,761[A  ]| And vertue has no tongue to 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 onely to the good 
102:01,766[A  ]| That live according to her sober laws, 
102:01,767[A  ]| And holy dictate of spare Temperance:  
102:01,768[A  ]| If every just man that now pines with want 
102:01,769[A  ]| Had but a moderate and beseeming share 
102:01,770[A  ]| Of that which lewdly-pamper'd Luxury 
102:01,771[A  ]| Now heaps upon som few with vast excess, 
102:01,772[A  ]| Natures full blessings would be well dispenc't 
102:01,773[A  ]| In unsuperfluous eeven proportion, 
102:01,774[A  ]| And she no whit encomber'd with her store, 
102:01,775[A  ]| And then the giver would be better thank't, 
102:01,776[A  ]| His praise due paid, for swinish gluttony 
102:01,777[A  ]| Ne're looks to Heav'n amidst his gorgeous feast, 
102:01,778[A  ]| But with besotted base ingratitude 
102:01,779[A  ]| Cramms, and blasphemes his feeder.  Shall I go on?  
102:01,780[A  ]| Or have I said anough?  To him that 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 somthing say, yet to what end?  
102:01,784[A  ]| Thou hast nor Eare, nor Soul to apprehend 
102:01,785[A  ]| The sublime notion, and high mystery 
102:01,786[A  ]| That must be utter'd to unfold the sage 
102:01,787[A  ]| And serious doctrine of Virginity, 
102:01,788[A  ]| And thou art worthy that thou shouldst not know 
102:01,789[A  ]| More happiness then this thy present lot.  
102:01,790[A  ]| Enjoy your deer Wit, and gay Rhetorick 
102:01,791[A  ]| That hath so well been taught her dazling fence, 
102:01,792[A  ]| Thou art not fit to hear thy*self convinc't; 
102:01,793[A  ]| Yet should I try, the uncontrouled worth 
102:01,794[A  ]| Of this pure cause would kindle my rap't spirits 
102:01,795[A  ]| To such a flame of sacred vehemence, 
102:01,796[A  ]| That dumb things would be mov'd to sympathize, 
102:01,797[A  ]| And the brute Earth would lend her nerves, and shake, 
102:01,798[A  ]| Till all thy magick structures rear'd so high, 
102:01,799[A  ]| Were shatter'd into heaps o're thy false head.  
102:01,800[B  ]| She fables not, I feel that I do fear 
102:01,801[B  ]| Her words set off by som superior power; 
102:01,802[B  ]| And though not mortal, yet a cold shuddring dew 
102:01,803[B  ]| Dips me all o're, as when the wrath of \Jove\ 
102:01,804[B  ]| Speaks thunder, and the chains of \Erebus\ 
102:01,805[B  ]| To som of \Saturns\ crew.  I must dissemble, 
102:01,806[B  ]| And try her yet more strongly.  Com, no more, 
102:01,807[B  ]| This is meer 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 'tis but the lees 
102:01,810[B  ]| And setlings of a melancholy blood; 
102:01,811[B  ]| But this will cure all streight, one sip of this 
102:01,812[B  ]| Will bathe the drooping spirits in 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 scape?  
102:01,815[F  ]| O ye mistook, ye should have snatched his wand 
102:01,816[F  ]| And bound him fast; without his rod revers't, 
102:01,817[F  ]| And backward mutters of dissevering power, 
102:01,818[F  ]| We cannot free the Lady that sits here 
102:01,819[F  ]| In stony fetters fixt, and motionless; 
102:01,820[F  ]| Yet stay, be not disturb'd, now I bethink me, 
102:01,821[F  ]| Som other means I have which may be us'd, 
102:01,822[F  ]| Which once of \Melibo*eus\ old I learnt 
102:01,823[F  ]| The soothest Shepherd that ere pip't on plains.  
102:01,824[F  ]| There is a gentle Nymph not farr from hence, 
102:01,825[F  ]| That 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 had the Scepter 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 the flood 
102:01,832[F  ]| That stay'd her flight with his cross-flowing course, 
102:01,833[F  ]| The water Nymphs that in the bottom plaid, 
102:01,834[F  ]| Held up their pearled wrists and took her in, 
102:01,835[F  ]| Bearing her straight to aged \Nereus\ Hall, 
102:01,836[F  ]| Who piteous of her woes, rear'd her lank head, 
102:01,837[F  ]| And gave her to his daughters to imbathe 
102:01,838[F  ]| In nectar'd lavers strew'd with Asphodil, 
102:01,839[F  ]| And through the porch and inlet of each sense 
102:01,840[F  ]| Dropt in Ambrosial Oils till she reviv'd, 
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 maid'n gentlenes, and oft at Eeve 
102:01,844[F  ]| Visits the herds along the twilight meadows, 
102:01,845[F  ]| Helping all urchin blasts, and ill luck signes 
102:01,846[F  ]| That the shrewd medling Elfe delights to make, 
102:01,847[F  ]| Which she with pretious viold liquors heals.  
102:01,848[F  ]| For which the Shepherds at their festivals 
102:01,849[F  ]| Carrol her goodnes lowd in rustick layes, 
102:01,850[F  ]| And throw sweet garland wreaths into her stream 
102:01,851[F  ]| Of pancies, pinks, and gaudy Daffadils.  
102:01,852[F  ]| And, as the old Swain said, she can unlock 
102:01,853[F  ]| The clasping charm, and thaw the numming spell, 
102:01,854[F  ]| If she be right invok't in warbled Song, 
102:01,855[F  ]| For maid'nhood she loves, and will be swift 
102:01,856[F  ]| To aid a Virgin, such as was her*self 
102:01,857[F  ]| In hard besetting need, this will I try 
102:01,858[F  ]| And adde the power of som 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 glassie, cool, translucent wave,\ 
102:01,862[F  ]| \In twisted braids of Lillies knitting\ 
102:01,863[F  ]| \The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair,\ 
102:01,864[F  ]| \Listen for 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 us 
102:01,868[F  ]| In name of great \Oceanus\, 
102:01,869[F  ]| By the earth-shaking \Neptune's\ mace, 
102:01,870[F  ]| And \Tethys\ grave majestick pace, 
102:01,871[F  ]| By hoary \Nereus\ wrincled look, 
102:01,872[F  ]| And the \Carpathian\ wisards hook, 
102:01,873[F  ]| By scaly \Tritons\ winding shell, 
102:01,874[F  ]| And old sooth-saying \Glaucus\ spell, 
102:01,875[F  ]| By \Leucothea's\ lovely hands, 
102:01,876[F  ]| And her son that rules the strands, 
102:01,877[F  ]| By \Thetis\ tinsel-slipper'd feet, 
102:01,878[F  ]| And the Songs of \Sirens\ sweet, 
102:01,879[F  ]| By dead \Parthenope's\ dear tomb, 
102:01,880[F  ]| And fair \Ligea's\ golden comb, 
102:01,881[F  ]| Wherwith she sits on diamond rocks 
102:01,882[F  ]| Sleeking her soft alluring locks, 
102:01,883[F  ]| By all the \Nymphs\ that nightly dance 
102:01,884[F  ]| Upon thy streams with wily glance, 
102:01,885[F  ]| Rise, rise, and heave thy rosie head 
102:01,886[F  ]| From thy coral-pav'n bed, 
102:01,887[F  ]| And bridle in 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 the rushy-fringed bank,\ 
102:01,891[E  ]| \Where grows the Willow and the Osier dank,\ 
102:01,892[E  ]| \My sliding Chariot stayes,\ 
102:01,893[E  ]| \Thick set with Agat, and the azurn sheen\ 
102:01,894[E  ]| \Of Turkis blew, and Emrauld green\ 
102:01,895[E  ]| \That in the channell strayes,\ 
102:01,896[E  ]| \Whilst from off the waters fleet\ 
102:01,897[E  ]| \Thus I set my printless feet\ 
102:01,898[E  ]| \O're the Cowslips Velvet head,\ 
102:01,899[E  ]| \That 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 undo the charmed band 
102:01,905[F  ]| Of true Virgin here distrest, 
102:01,906[F  ]| Through the force, and through the wile 
102:01,907[F  ]| Of unblest inchanter vile.  
102:01,908[E  ]| Shepherd 'tis my office best 
102:01,909[E  ]| To help insnared chastity; 
102:01,910[E  ]| Brightest Lady look on me, 
102:01,911[E  ]| Thus I sprinkle on thy brest 
102:01,912[E  ]| Drops that from my fountain pure, 
102:01,913[E  ]| I have kept of pretious cure, 
102:01,914[E  ]| Thrice upon thy fingers tip, 
102:01,915[E  ]| Thrice upon thy rubied lip, 
102:01,916[E  ]| Next this marble venom'd seat 
102:01,917[E  ]| Smear'd with gumms of glutenous 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 ere morning hour 
102:01,921[E  ]| To wait in \Amphitrite's\ bowr.  
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 this 
102:01,925[F  ]| Their full tribute never miss 
102:01,926[F  ]| From a thousand petty rills, 
102:01,927[F  ]| That tumble down the snowy hills:  
102:01,928[F  ]| Summer drouth, or singed air 
102:01,929[F  ]| Never scorch thy tresses fair, 
102:01,930[F  ]| Nor wet \Octobers\ torrent flood 
102:01,931[F  ]| Thy molten crystal fill with mudd, 
102:01,932[F  ]| May thy billows rowl ashoar 
102:01,933[F  ]| The beryl, and the golden ore, 
102:01,934[F  ]| May thy lofty head be crown'd 
102:01,935[F  ]| With many a tower and terrass round, 
102:01,936[F  ]| And here and there thy banks upon 
102:01,937[F  ]| With Groves and myrrhe, and cinnamon.  
102:01,938[F  ]| Com Lady while Heaven lends us grace, 
102:01,939[F  ]| Let us fly this cursed place, 
102:01,940[F  ]| Lest the Sorcerer us intice 
102:01,941[F  ]| With som other new device.  
102:01,942[F  ]| Not a waste, or needless sound 
102:01,943[F  ]| Till we com to holier ground, 
102:01,944[F  ]| I shall be your faithfull 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 Fathers residence, 
102:01,948[F  ]| Where this night are met in state 
102:01,949[F  ]| Many a friend to gratulate 
102:01,950[F  ]| His wish't presence, and beside 
102:01,951[F  ]| All the Swains that there abide, 
102:01,952[F  ]| With Jiggs, 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 double all their mirth and chere; 
102:01,956[F  ]| Com let us haste, the Stars grow high, 
102:01,957[F  ]| But night sits monarch yet in 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, anough 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 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\ Dryades 
102:01,965[F  ]| \On the Lawns, and on 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 goodly grown\ 
102:01,969[F  ]| \Three fair branches of your own,\ 
102:01,970[F  ]| \Heav'n hath timely tri'd 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 triumph in victorious dance\ 
102:01,975[F  ]| \O're sensual Folly, and Intemperance.\ 
102:01,000['  ]| <\The dances ended, the Spirit Epiloguizes.\> 
102:01,976[F  ]| To the Ocean now I fly, 
102:01,977[F  ]| And those happy climes that ly 
102:01,978[F  ]| Where day never shuts his eye, 
102:01,979[F  ]| Up in the broad fields of the sky:  
102:01,980[F  ]| There I suck the liquid ayr 
102:01,981[F  ]| All amidst the Gardens fair 
102:01,982[F  ]| Of \Hesperus\, and his daughters three 
102:01,983[F  ]| That sing about the golden tree:  
102:01,984[F  ]| Along the crisped shades and bowres 
102:01,985[F  ]| Revels the spruce and jocond Spring, 
102:01,986[F  ]| The Graces, and the rosie-boosom'd Howres, 
102:01,987[F  ]| Thither all their bounties bring, 
102:01,988[F  ]| That there eternal Summer dwels, 
102:01,989[F  ]| And West winds, with musky wing 
102:01,990[F  ]| About the cedar'n alleys fling 
102:01,991[F  ]| \Nard\, and \Cassia's\ balmy smels.  
102:01,992[F  ]| \Iris\ there with humid bow, 
102:01,993[F  ]| Waters the odorous banks that blow 
102:01,994[F  ]| Flowers of more mingled hew 
102:01,995[F  ]| Then her purfl'd 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 slumber soft, and on the ground 
102:01,002[F  ]| Sadly sits th' \Assyrian\ Queen; 
102:01,003[F  ]| But far above in spangled sheen 
102:01,004[F  ]| Celestial \Cupid\ her fam'd son advanc't, 
102:01,005[F  ]| Holds his dear \Psyche\ sweet intranc't 
102:01,006[F  ]| After her wandring 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 be born, 
102:01,011[F  ]| Youth and Joy; so \Jove\ hath sworn.  
102:01,012[F  ]| But now my task is smoothly don, 
102:01,013[F  ]| I can fly, or I can run 
102:01,014[F  ]| Quickly to the green earths end, 
102:01,015[F  ]| Where the bow'd welkin slow doth bend, 
102:01,016[F  ]| And from thence can soar as soon 
102:01,017[F  ]| To the corners of the Moon.  
102:01,018[F  ]| Mortals that would follow me, 
102:01,019[F  ]| Love vertue, she alone is free, 
102:01,020[F  ]| She can teach ye how to clime 
102:01,021[F  ]| Higher then the Spheary chime; 
102:01,022[F  ]| Of if Vertue feeble were, 
102:01,023[F  ]| Heav'n it*self would stoop to her.  
102:01,000['  ]| <\The End.\>