woods.
Surprisingly, the Lady's chastity does not come with a price. Under the false bright light of Comus' palace (similar to Pandemonium), the Lady suffers in nothing in rejecting Comus' charms (the unmistakable light imagery draws parallels to Comus' false light with the "sun-clad light of chastity"):
Thou canst not touch the freedom of my mind
Her tone is scornful. This is an outright rejection and not a debate. Since confrontation implies equality, Comus and the Lady do not converse as equals. Rather, her tone is like a well-tutored, haughty child prodigy who has technically mastered Chopin, but plays without the requisite passion that comes from experience and the resulting individuality.
Comus derides temperance and dismisses her chastity by saying:
With that same vaunted name Virginity;
Beauty is Nature's coin, must not be hoarded.
But must be current, and the good thereof
Consists of mutual and partak'n bliss,
The Lady quickly scoffs at Comus' entreatments for
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