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... and none left out ; Ere the blabbing eastern scout, The nice morn, on the Indian
steep From her cabined loophole peep, And to the tell-tale sun descry Our
concealed solemnity. Come, knit hands, and beat the ground, In a light 12
A Mask John Milton. Come, knit hands, and beat the ground, In a light fantastic
round. The Measure. Break off, break off, I feel the different pace Of some chaste
footing near about this ground.
Why shouldst thou, hut for some felonious end, In thy dark lanthom thus close up
the stars That Nature hung in heaven, and filled their lamps With everlasting oil,
to give due light To the misled and lonely traveller ? This is the place, as well as I
To find out that, good shepherd, I suppose, In such a scant allowance of star-light,
Would overtask the best land-pilot's art, Without the sure guess of well- practised
feet. Dingle, or bushy dell of this wild wood, And every 26 COMUS.
... dammed up With black usurping mists, some gentle taper, Though a rush-
candle from the wicker hole Of some clay habitation, visit us With thy long
levelled rule of streaming light, And thou shalt be our star of Arcady, Or Tynan
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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.