Stedfast on every beast that wander’d by;
But most the graceful stag engaged her eye,
Ogling his own proud form in the pellucid brook.
A fountain bubbling near with eddying flow
Fills the transparent stream: with motion fleet
A cygnet scuds across, and at the feet
Of his fair mistress makes obeisance low:
There with her vessel sat the goddess meek,
And fed her fav’rite swan with crumbs of bread
While ever and anon he plunged his beak