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COMUS
That flames and dances in his crystal bounds,
With spirits of balm and fragrant Syrops mixt.
Not that Nepenthes, which the wife of Thone
In Egypt gave to Jove-born Helena,
Is of such power to stir up joy as this,
To life so friendly, or so cool to thirst.
Why should you be so cruel to your self,
And to those dainty limms which nature lent
For gentle usage and soft delicacy?
But you invert the cov’nants of her trust,
And harshly deal, like an ill borrower,
With that which you receiv’d on other terms;
Scorning the unexempt condition
By which all mortal frailty must subsist,
Refreshment after toil, ease after pain;
That have been tir’d all day without repast,
And timely rest have wanted; but, fair Virgin,
This will restore all soon.
With spirits of balm and fragrant Syrops mixt.
Not that Nepenthes, which the wife of Thone
In Egypt gave to Jove-born Helena,
Is of such power to stir up joy as this,
To life so friendly, or so cool to thirst.
Why should you be so cruel to your self,
And to those dainty limms which nature lent
For gentle usage and soft delicacy?
But you invert the cov’nants of her trust,
And harshly deal, like an ill borrower,
With that which you receiv’d on other terms;
Scorning the unexempt condition
By which all mortal frailty must subsist,
Refreshment after toil, ease after pain;
That have been tir’d all day without repast,
And timely rest have wanted; but, fair Virgin,
This will restore all soon.
Lady
’Twill not, false traitor;
’Twill not restore the truth and honesty
That thou hast banish’t from thy tongue with lies.
Was this the cottage, and the safe abode
Thou told’st me of? What grim aspects are these,
’Twill not restore the truth and honesty
That thou hast banish’t from thy tongue with lies.
Was this the cottage, and the safe abode
Thou told’st me of? What grim aspects are these,
