To meet the rudeness, and swill'd insolence 180 In the blind mazes of this tangled wood? They left me then, when the gray-hooded Even, 189 Rose from the hindmost wheels of Phoebus' wain. To the misled and lonely traveller ? 200 180 inform] Sams. Agon. 335. inform'd your younger feet.' Warton. 189 votarist] Benlowe's Theophila, p 32 and p. 60. 'Sad votaresse! thy Earth of late o'ergrown With weeds,' &c. 195 thievish] P. Fletcher's Pisc. Eclog. p. 34, ed. 1633, The thievish night steals on the world.' Warton. Was rife, and perfect in my list'ning ear, 205 Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, 215 That he, the Supreme Good, t' whom all things ill I did not err, there does a sable cloud Such noise as I can make to be heard farthest 221 Was I deceiv'd] Ov. Fast. v. 545. 220 225 'Fallor? an arma sonant? Non fallimur: arma sonabant.' Hurd. SONG. SWEET Echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen By slow Meander's margent green, 231 Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well; 235 Canst thou not tell me of a gentle pair That likest thy Narcissus are? O, if thou have Hid them in some flow'ry cave, Tell me but where, 240 Sweet queen of parly, daughter of the sphere! So mayst thou be translated to the skies, And give resounding grace to all heav'n's harmonies. Enter COMUS. 245 Coм. Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould How sweetly did they float upon the wings 231 shell] The margin of the Cambridge MS. Cell.' Hurd and Warburton observe that'shell' means the horizon, the hollow circumference of the heavens. At every fall smoothing the raven down Of darkness till it smil'd! I have oft heard My mother Circe with the Sirens three, Culling their potent herbs, and baleful drugs, 255 And chid her barking waves into attention, 264 And she shall be my queen. Hail, foreign wonder! 269 252 Of darkness] See T. Heywood's Love's Mistresse, p. 14, 4to. and Milton's Life, p. xv. note. 253 Circe] On Milton's having intermixed the 'Sirens' with 'Circe,' T. Warton's note may be consulted, p. 283. 259 barking] Giles Fletcher's Christ's Victorie and Triumph, 1632, p. 55. And more in heaps the barking surges band.' 259 Charybdis] Sil. Ital. xiv. 474. A. Dyce. 'Scyllæi tacuere canes, stetit atra Charybdis.' Warton. 267 goddess] See Cowley's Love's Riddle, p. 117. That is address'd to unattending ears; COм. What chance, good Lady, hath bereft 275 LAD. Dim darkness, and this leafy labyrinth. COM. Could that divide you from near-ushering guides? LAD. They left me weary on a grassy turf. 280 spring. return. COм. Perhaps forestalling night prevented them. LAD. How easy my misfortune is to hit! COM. Imports their loss, beside the present need? LAD. No less than if I should my Brothers lose. COM, Were they of manly prime, or youthful bloom? LAD. As smooth as Hebe's their unrazor'd lips. COм. Two such I saw, what time the labour'd ox In his loose traces from the furrow came, 273 extreme] Mirror for Mag. (ed. 1610) p. 430. 'In rustie armour, as in extream shift.' Todd. 292 293 Loose] Benlowe's Theophila, p. 247 The tired oxe sent in loose traces home.' Medio die interjunxerunt.? Seneca de Tranq. Animi, Cap. ult. vol. i. p. 385. See Lip |