They, mustering to the quiet cabinet (443)
Where their dear governess and lady lies, (444)
Do tell her she is dreadfully beset, (445)
And fright her with confusion of their cries: (446)
She, much amazed, breaks ope her lock'd-up eyes,
Who, peeping forth this tumult to behold, (448)
Are by his flaming torch dimm'd and controll'd.