The works of John Dryden, $c now first collected in eighteen volumes. $p Volume 05 by John Dryden
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_Har. Jun._ Agreed; come to the castle. [_Exeunt._ SCENE III.--_The Castle._ _Enter_ HARMAN _Senior,_ TOWERSON, _and_ ISABINDA, BEAMONT, COLLINS, VAN HERRING. _They seat themselves._ EPITHALAMIUM. _The day is come, I see it rise, Betwixt the bride and bridegroom's eyes; That golden day they wished so long, Love picked it out amidst the throng; He destined to himself this sun, And took the reins, and drove him on; In his own beams he drest him bright, Yet bid him bring a better night._ _The day you wished arrived at last, You wish as much that it were past; One minute more, and night will hide The bridegroom and the blushing bride. The virgin now to bed does go-- Take care, oh youth, she rise not so-- She pants and trembles at her doom, And fears and wishes thou wouldst come._ |
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