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COMUS A Maske

Here be without duck or nod,
Other trippings to be trod
Of lighter toes, and such Court guise
As Mercury did first devise
With the mincing Dryades
On the lawns, and on the leas.

THIS SECOND SONG PRAESENTS THEM TO
THEIR FATHER AND MOTHER.

Noble Lord, and Lady bright,
I have brought yee new delight,
Here behold so goodly growne,
Three faire branches of your owne,
Heav'n hath timely tri'd their youth,
Their faith, their patience, and their truth,
And sent them here through hard assays
With a crowne of deathlesse Praise,
To triumph in victorious dance
Ore sensuall Folly, and Intemperance.

THE DANCES ENDED THE SPIRIT
EPILOGIZES.

SPIRIT. To the Ocean now I flie,
And those happie climes that lie
Where day never shuts his eye,
Up in the broad fields of the skie:
There I suck the liquid ayre
All amidst the gardens faire
Of Hesperus, and his daughters three
That sing about the golden tree,
Along the crisped shades, and bowres
Revells the spruce and jocond Spring,
The Graces, and the rosie-bosom'd Howres
Thither all their bounties bring,
That there aeternall Summer dwells
And west winds, with muskie wing
About the cedar'n alleys fling
Nard, and Cassia's balmie smells.

Iris there with humid bow COMUS
Waters the odorous banks that blow A Maske
Flowers of more mingled hew
Then her purfl'd scarfe can shew,
And drenches with Elysian dew
(List mortalls, if your eares be true)
Beds of Hyacinth, and roses,
Where young Adonis oft reposes,
Waxing well of his deepe wound
In slumber soft, and on the ground
Sadly sits th' Assyrian Queene;
But farre above in spangled sheene
Celestiall Cupid her fam'd Son advanc't,
Holds his deare Psyche sweet intranc't
After her wandring labours long,
Till free consent the gods among
Make her his aeternall Bride,
And from her faire unspotted side
Two blissfull twins are to be borne,
Youth, and Joy; so Jove hath sworne.
Ø. But now my taske is smoothly done,
I can fly, or I can run
Quickly to the greene earths end,
Where the bow’d welkin slow doth bend,
And from thence can soare as soone
To the corners of the Moone.
so Mortalls that would follow me,
Love vertue, she alone is free,
She can teach yee how to clime
Higher then the Sphaerie chime;
Or if vertue feeble were
Heav'n it selfe would stoope to her.

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THE PRINCIPALLPERSONSINTHISMASKE, WERE

THE LORD BRACLY, MR. THOMAS EGERTON, THE LADY ALICE EGERTON.

THE END.

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