Ioues dearest darling, she was bred and nurst
On Cynthus hill, whence she her name did take:
Then is she mortall borne, how-so ye crake;
Besides, her face and countenance euery day
We changed see, and sundry forms partake,
Now hornd, now round, now bright, now brown and gray:
So that as changefull as the Moone men vse to say.
Next, Mercury, who though he lesse appeare li
To change his hew, and alwayes seeme as one;
Yet, he his course doth altar euery yeare,