Embrac’d her Neck withall; the faire-haird Howers
Her gracious Temples crown’d, with fresh spring-flowers;
But all of these, imploy’d in seuerall place,
Pallas gaue Order; the impulsiue grace.
Her bosome, Hermes, the great God of spies,
With subtle fashions fill’d; faire words and lies;
Ioue prompting still. But all the voyce she vs’d
The vocall Herald of the Gods infus’d;
And call’d her name Pandora; Since on Her
The Gods did all their seuerall gifts confer: