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Hail, goddess of nocturnal sport, Dark -veiled Cotytto ! 7 to whom the secret flame
Of midnight torches burns ; mysterious dame, That ne'er art called, but when the
dragon womb Of Stygian darkness spets her thickest gloom, And makes one ...
Whom certain these rough shades did never breed, Unless the goddess that in
rural shrine Dwell'st here with Pan, or Sylvan ; by blest song Forbidding every
bleak unkindly fog Nay, gentle shepherd, ill is lost that praise That is 20 COMUS.
... and emerald green, That in the channel strays ; Whilst from off the waters fleet
Thus I set my printless feet O'er the cowslip's velvet head, That bends not as I
tread ; Gentle swain, at thy request I am hero. SPIRIT. Goddess dear, We implore
A Mask John Milton. SPIRIT. Goddess dear, We implore thy powerful hand To
undo the charmed band. 71.
The goddess of immodesty, formerly worshipped at Athens with nocturnal rites. 8
P. 18. Within thy airy shell. The margin of Milton's MS. gives "cell." See Newton. »
P. 20. Scylla wept.]— See " Paradise Lost," ii. 260, 1019. P. 24. Swinkt.] — Tired ...
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I much prefer John Kinsella's updated version 'A Dialogic Mask' which, rather engagingly, includes John Milton's original in a beautifully produced hardback. Comus is available from Arc Publications.