Which watchful Hesperus no sooner heard,
But he the bright Day-bearing car[42] prepar'd,330
And ran before, as harbinger of light,
And with his flaring beams mock'd ugly Night,
Till she, o'ercome with anguish, shame, and rage,
Dang'd[43] down to hell her loathsome carriage.
FOOTNOTES:
[26] Cf. Rom. and Jul. v. 1—
"I dreamed my lady came and found me dead,
Strange dream that gives a dead man leave to think!—