This vision fair of Greece inhabited?
A fairer sight than all fair Iris sees,
Footing her airy arch of colours spun
From Ida to Olympus, when she stays
To look on Greece and thinks the sight is fair;
Far fairer now, clothed with the works of men.
Pr. Ay, fairer far: for nature’s varied pleasaunce
Without man’s life is but a desert wild,
Which most, where most she mocks him, needs his aid.
She knows her silence sweeter when it girds 745