And darkenesse dredd, that neuer viewed day,
Like to the balefull house of lowest hell,
In which old Styx her aged bones alway,
Old Styx the Grandame[200] of the Gods, doth lay.
There did this lucklesse mayd seuen[201] months abide,
Ne euer euening saw, ne mornings ray,
Ne euer from the day the night descride,
But thought it all one night, that did no houres diuide.
And all this was for loue of Marinell, v
Who her despysd (ah who would her despyse?)