Comus. Two such I saw, what time [the labored ox]
[In his loose traces] from the furrow came,
And the swinked hedger at his supper sat.
I saw them under ,
That crawls along the side of yon small hill, 295
Plucking ripe clusters from the tender shoots;
Their port was more than human, as they stood.
I took it for a faery vision
Of some [gay creatures of the element],
That in the colors of the rainbow live, 300