When suddenly the goddess' waggoners,
The swans and turtles that, in coupled pheres,[82]
Through all worlds' bosoms draw her influence,
Lighted in Hero's window, and from thence
To her fair shoulders flew the gentle doves,—230
Graceful Ædone[83] that sweet pleasure loves,
And ruff-foot Chreste[84] with the tufted crown;
Both which did kiss her, though their goddess frown.
The swans did in the solid flood, her glass,
Proin[85] their fair plumes; of which the fairest was