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...The star that bids the shepherd fold, Now the top of heaven doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream...against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the other goal c Of his chamber in the east. Meanwhile welcome joy and feast, Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance...

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...The star that bids the shepherd fold Now the top of heaven doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream...Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance and jollity. Braid your locks with rosy twine, * Dropping odours, dropping wine. Rigour now is gone to bed, And...

...Heav'n doth hold, And the gilded Car of Day, 95 His glowing Axle doth allay In the steep Atlantick stream, And the slope Sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky Pole, Pacing toward the other gole 100 Of his Chamber in the East. Mean while welcom Joy, and Feast, Midnight shout, and revelry,...

...The star that bids the shepherd fold Now the top of heaven doth hold; And the gilded car of Day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream:...Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance and jollity. Braid your locks with rosy twine, Dropping odours, dropping wine. Rigour now is gone to bed ; And Advice...

...of rising in the east. Milton alludes to this in his "Comus": "Now the gilded car of day His golden axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream, And...upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing towards the other goal Of his chamber in the east." The abode of the gods was on the summit of Mount...

...that all intruders are absent, he begins the dance. Then the syllables move with a quicker pace, " Meanwhile welcome Joy and Feast, , Midnight shout and Revelry, Tipsy Dance and Jollity." After all, Comus is not a drama. Its stateliness does not allow us to call it so. It is a series of...

...doth hold; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream, . . . Meanwhile, welcome joy and feast, Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance and jollity. . . . Now to the moon in wavering morrice move, And on the tawny sands and shelves Trip the pert fairies...

...place of rising in the east. Milton alludes to this in his Comus: Now the gilded car of day His golden axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream, And...upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing towards the other goal Of his chamber in the east. The abode of the gods was on the summit of Mount...