Comos

A golden hall at night, the god of festivals, Comus, stands at the door of the hall, a drunken young man, supporting his face with his left hand and holding a lamp in his right, on his head a wreath of yellow and blue roses, a wealthy woman and her husband sitting on the bed, the men and women singing and dancing and clapping, playing the flute and rattles, wearing Roman sandals, some of the women wearing men's clothes, some of the men wearing women's clothes, carrying torches on their heads, wreaths of withered flowers