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Sweet Echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell,8 By slow
Meander's margent green, And in the violet-embroidered vale, Where the love-
lorn nightingale Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well ; Canst thou not tell
me of ...
Two such I saw, what time the laboured ox In his loose traces from the furrow
came, And the swinkt 10 hedger at his supper sat ; I saw them under a green
mantling vine That crawls along the side of yon small hill, ^ Their port was more
A Mask John Milton. Plucking ripe clusters from the tender shoots ; COM IS. I
know each lane, and every alley green,. 25 E.
A Mask John Milton. COM IS. I know each lane, and every alley green, Benighted
walks under the midday sun ; Himself is his. 27.
And set to work millions of spinning worms, That in their green shops weave the
smooth-haired silk To deck her sons ; and, that no corner might Be vacant of her
plenty, in her own loins She hutched the all -worshipped ore, and precious gems,
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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.