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John Milton
- Excerpt from Comus
By dimpled Brook, and Fountain brim, The Wood-Nymphs decked with Daisies trim, Their merry wakes and pastimes keep: What hath night to do with sleep? Night hath better sweets to prove, Venus now wakes, and wak'ns Love... Com, knit hands, and beat the ground, In a light fantastic round.
