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But oh, that hapless virgin, our lost sister ! Where may she wander now ? whither
betake her From the chill dew, amongst rude burs and thistles ? Perhaps some
cold bank is her bolster now ; Or 'gainst the rugged bark of some broad elm ...
I do not think my sister so to seek, Or so unprincipled in Virtue's book, And the
sweet peace that goodness bosoms ever, As that the single want of light and
noise (Not being in danger, as I trust she is not) Could stir the constant mood of
Heaven keep my sister ! Again, again, and near; Best draw and stand upon our
guard. ELDER BHOTHEB. I'll halloo; If he be friendly, he comes well ; if not,
Defence is a good cause, and Heaven be for us. [The Attendant Spirit hahited like
Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most honoured lady, your dear
sister. Amazed I stood, harrowed with grief and fear : And oh, poor hapless
nightingale, thought I, How sweet thou sing'st, how near the deadly snare ! Then
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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.