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Was all in honour and devotion ment

               
To the great Mistres of yon princely shrine,

               
Whom with low reverence I adore as mine,

               
And with all helpfull service will comply

               
To furder this nights glad solemnity;

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And lead ye where ye may more neer behold

               
What shallow-searching
Fame
hath left untold;

               
Which I full oft amidst these shades alone

               
Have sate to wonder at, and gaze upon:

               
For know by lot
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from
Jove
I am the powr

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Of this fair Wood, and live in Oak’n bowr,

               
To nurse the Saplings tall, and curl the grove

               
With Ringlets quaint, and wanton windings wove.

               
And all my Plants I save from nightly ill

               
Of noisom winds, or blasting vapours chill,

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And from the Boughs brush off the evil dew,
13

               
And heal the harms of thwarting
14
thunder blew

               
Or what the cross dire-looking Planet
15
smites,

               
Or hurtfull Worm
16
with canker’d venom bites.

               
When Eev’ning gray doth rise, I fetch
17
my round

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Over the mount, and all this hallow’d ground,

               
And early ere the odorous breath of morn

               
Awakes the slumbring leaves, or tassel’d horn
18

               
Shakes the high thicket, hast I all about,

               
Number my ranks,
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and visit every sprout

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With puissant words, and murmurs made to bless,
20

               
But els in deep of night when drowsines

               
Hath lockt up mortal sense, then listen I

               
To the celestial
Sirens
harmony,

               
That sit upon the nine enfolded Sphears,
21

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And sing to those that hold the vital shears,
22

               
And turn the Adamantine spindle round,

               
On which the fate of gods and men is wound.

               
Such sweet compulsion doth in musick lie,

               
To lull the daughters of
Necessity

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And keep unsteddy Nature to her Law,

               
And the low world in measur’d motion draw

               
After the heav’nly tune, which none can hear

               
Of human mould with gross unpurged ear;

               
And yet such musick worthiest were to blaze

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The peerles height of her immortal praise,

               
Whose lustre leads us, and for her most fit,

               
If my inferior hand or voice could hit

               
Inimitable sounds, yet as we go,

               
What ere the skill of lesser gods can show,

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I will assay,
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her worth to celebrate,

               
And so attend ye toward her glittering state;

               
Where ye may all that are of noble stemm

               
Approach, and kiss her sacred vestures hemm.

2. SONG

               
O’re the smooth enamel’d green

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Where no print of step hath been,

    
             Follow me as I sing,

    
             And touch the warbled string.

               
Under the shady roof

               
Of branching Elm Star-proof,

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  90   
    
         Follow me;

               
I will bring you where she sits,

               
Clad in splendor as befits

    
             Her deity.

    
             Such a rural Queen

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All
Arcadia
hath not seen.

3. SONG

    
             Nymphs and Shepherds dance no more

    
             By sandy
Ladons
lillied banks.

               
On old
Lycæus
or
Cyllene
hoar,

    
             Trip no more in twilight ranks,

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Though
Erymanth
your loss deplore,

           
      
       A better soyl shall give ye thanks.

               
From the stony
Mænalus

               
Bring your Flocks, and live with us.

           
      
       Heer ye shall have greater grace

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   105  
      
       To serve the Lady of this place.

           
      
       Though
Syrinx
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your
Pans
Mistres were,

           
      
       Yet
Syrinx
well might wait on her.

    
                     Such a rural Queen

           
      
       All
Arcadia
hath not seen.

(
1633-34 ?
)

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natives of Arcadia, an area of Peloponnesus, whose rivers were Alpheus (l. 30) and Ladon (l. 97) and whose mountains were Lycaeus (l. 98), Cyllene (l. 98), Erymanthus (l. 100), and Maenalus (l. 102).

2
Alice Spencer, widow of Ferdinando Stanley, Lord Strange and fifth Earl of Derby, who married Sir Thomas Egerton in 1600. Her daughter Frances married his son Sir John Egerton, later Earl of Bridgewater, whose children Alice, John, and Thomas may have taken part in the entertainment. The occasion and thus the date of the presentation are uncertain.

3
where the Countess sits on “her shining throne.”

4
prayers.

5
Leto, mother of Apollo and Diana.

6
the Great Mother, whose crown indicated her guidance to men in fortifying their cities (see
Aen.
, X, 252-53).

7
“dares not wager with her” since the odds (advantage) are in her favor.

8
See
Nativity Ode
, n. 40. Henry Lawes (see
Mask
and
Son.
13) probably enacted this role and wrote music for the entertainment.

9
of gentlemanly rank.

10
The river-god Alpheus fell in love with the nymph Arethuse as she bathed. She fled to Ortygia (an island off Sicily) where Diana transformed her into a fountain, but Alpheus flowed beneath the sea (“by secret sluse”) to be united with her.

11
lavish intention.

12
allotment.

13
hoarfrost (frozen dew).

14
traversing (the sky).

15
Saturn; see
Damon
, n. 13.

16
the injurious cankerworm.

17
take.

18
the huntsman’s horn, adorned with tassels.

19
count my rows (of plants).

20
with prayers for growth.

21
See
Nativity Ode
, n. 26.

22
The Fates, the daughters of Necessity, were Clotho, who held the spindle of life, on which the spheres turned; Lachesis, who drew off the thread; and Atropos, who cut it short with her shears.

23
attempt.

24
a nymph, unsuccessfully wooed by Pan.

A Mask
1

THE PERSONS

The attendant Spirit afterwards in the habit of
Thyrsis
Comus
with his crew

The Lady

1 Brother

2 Brother

Sabrina
the Nymph

The first scene discovers a wild wood. The attendant Spirit descends or enters.

               
Before the starry threshold of
Joves
court

               
My mansion is,
2
where those immortal shapes

               
Of bright aëreal spirits live insphear’d

               
In regions mild of calm and serene air,

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Above the smoak and stirr of this dim spot,

               
Which men call Earth, and with low-thoughted care

               
Confin’d and pester’d in this pinfold heer,

               
Strive to keep up a frail and feavourish beeing

               
Unmindfull of the crown that vertue gives
3

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   10        
After this mortal change to her true servants

               
Amongst the enthron’d gods on sainted seats.

               
Yet som there be that by due steps aspire

               
To lay thir just hands on that golden key

               
That opes the palace of Eternity:

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   15        
To such my errand is, and but for such,

               
I would not soil these pure ambrosial weeds
4

               
With the rank vapours of this sin-worn mould.

    
             But to my task.
Neptune
besides the sway

               
Of every salt flood and each ebbing stream

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   20        
Took in by lot ‘twixt high, and neather
Jove
5

               
Imperial rule of all the sea-girt Iles

               
That like to rich and various gems inlay

               
The unadorned bosom of the deep,

               
Which he to grace his tributary gods

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   25        
By course commits to severall government

               
And gives them leave to wear thir saphire crowns

               
And weild thir little tridents, but this Ile

               
The greatest and the best of all the main

               
He quarters to his blu-hair’d deities,

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   30        
And all this tract
6
that fronts the falling sun

               
A noble peer of mickle
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trust and power

               
Has in his charge, with temper’d aw to guide

               
An old and haughty nation proud in Arms:

               
Where his fair ofspring nurs’t in princely lore

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   35        
Are comming to attend thir fathers state

               
And new-entrusted Scepter, but thir way

               
Lies through the perplext paths of this drear wood,

               
The nodding horror of whose shady brows

               
Threats the forlorn and wandring passinger.

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   40        
And heer thir tender age might suffer perill,

               
But that by quick command from Soveran
Jove

               
I was dispatcht for thir defence, and guard;

               
And listen why, for I will tell you now

               
What never yet was heard in tale or song

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From old or modern Bard in hall, or bowr.

    
             
Bacchus
, that first from out the purple grape

               
Crush’t the sweet poyson of mis-used wine

               
After the
Tuscan
mariners transform’d
8

               
Coasting the
Tyrrhene
shore, as the winds listed

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