Echo – from ‘Comus’

November 20, 2009

From ‘Comus’
ii. Echo

SWEET Echo, sweetest Nymph that liv’st unseen
            Within thy airy shell
           By slow Meander’s margent green,
     And in the violet imbroider’d vale
           Where the love-lorn Nightingale
   Nightly to thee her sad Song mourneth well.
   Canst thou not tell me of a gentle Pair
           That likest thy Narcissus are?
             O if thou have
           Hid them in som flowry Cave,
             Tell me but where
   Sweet Queen of Parly, Daughter of the Sphear!
   So maist thou be translated to the skies,
 And give resounding grace to all Heav’ns Harmonies!


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