}
The messenger with speed the tidings bore; }
News, which three labouring nations did restore; }
But heaven's own Nuntius was arrived before. }
By this, the Hind had reached her lonely cell,
And vapours rose, and dews unwholesome fell;
}
When she, by frequent observation wise, }
As one who long on heaven had fixed her eyes, }
Discerned a change of weather in the skies. }