John Milton,
L'Allegro, Il Penseroso, Comus…
“ COMUS enters, with a charming-rod in one hand, his glass in the other: with him a rout of monsters, headed like sundry sorts of wild beasts, but otherwise like men and women, their apparel glistering. They come in making a riotous and unruly noise, with torches in their hands. COMUS. The star that bids the shepherd fold Now the top of heaven doth hold ”
