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aire Armes ATTEND attendant breake brother brought charme chastitie Circe COMUS A Maske dance darknesse daughter deare Deepe downe eare Earth faire false farre Fathers feare flocks gave gentle give Goddesse gods golden grace greene ground grow HABIT hands hast hath head heard heare heav'n Honorable hope inchanted Jove keepe LADIE light List Listen live looks loose Lord lost lovely Ludlow meane mortall nature never night noble Nymph praise Presented PRINTED pure Queene RIGHT RISES rule SABRINA safe seeke selfe shades Shepheard side signe sister sits soft Song soone soule sound speak spell SPIRIT starre steps streame strength sweet tast tell things thou thought Till tooke true trust vertue virgin wave weeds wild wood Youth
Page 3 - Oft seeks to sweet retired Solitude Where with her best nurse Contemplation She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings That in the various bustle of resort Were all to ruffl'd, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his owne
Page 10 - Would sit, and hearken even to extasie, And in requitall ope his leather'n scrip, And shew me simples of a thousand names Telling their strange, and vigorous faculties, Amongst the rest a small unsightly root, But of divine effect, he cull'd me out; The leafe was darkish, and had prickles on it, But in another
Page 15 - Of this pure cause would kindle my rap't spirits To such a flame of sacred vehemence, That dumb things would be mov'd to sympathize, And the brute Earth would lend her nerves, and shake, Till all thy magick structures rear'd so high "Were shatter'd into heaps ore thy false head. COMUS. She fables not, I
Page 12 - and sallow Abstinence. Wherefore did Nature powre her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits, and flocks Thronging the seas with spawne innumerable But all to please, and sate the curious tast? And set to work millions of spinning worms,
Page 13 - would be unthank't, would be unprais'd, Not hälfe his riches known, and yet despis'd, And we should serve him as a grudging master, As a penurious niggard of his wealth, And live like Natures bastards, not her sons, "Who would be quite surcharg'd with her own weight, And strangl'd with her wast fertilitie;