Nil lachrymas miserata meas, nil flexa querelis.
I wooed her as a young man should do,
But sir, she said, I love not you.
[5845]Durior at scopulis mea Coelia, marmore, ferro,
Robore, rupe, antro, cornu, adamante, gelu.
Rock, marble, heart of oak with iron barr'd,
Frost, flint or adamants, are not so hard.
[5847] ———odioque rependit amores,
Irrisu lachrymas———
And 'tis most true, many gentlewomen are so nice, they scorn all suitors, crucify their poor paramours, and think nobody good enough for them, as dainty to please as Daphne herself.