To help the parts that make his altars smoke.
After this, the old woman presented me to Chrysis; who was very glad she had recover’d her mistress’s treasure; and therefore hastening to her, she conducted me to a most pleasant retreat, deckt with all that nature cou’d produce to please the sight.
Where lofty plains o’re-spread a summer shade,
And well-trimm’d pines their shaking tops display’d,
Where Daphne ’midst the Cyprus crown’d her head.
Near these, a circling river gently flows,
And rolls the pebbles as it murmuring goes.
A place design’d for love, the nightingale
And other wing’d inhabitants can tell.
That on each bush salute the coming day,