119.
When grizly night her iron carre had driuen
From her darke mansion house, that hidden lies
In Plutoe’s kingdome, to the top of heau’n,
And with black cloake of clouds muffling the skies,
With sable wings shut vp all wakefull eies,
Obscur’d with darknesse grim they both did go,
To act this stratagem vpon the foe:
120.
Husht were the winds, the aire all silent was,