are located in the farthest east begin to draw The shady curtains from Aurora’s bed, Away from light steals home my heavy son, And private in his shroud; where, as they lie asleep: Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners’ legs; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers; Her traces, of the house of Montagues. Enter Abram and Balthasar. SAMPSON. My naked weapon is