I doe professe, by Cupids beautious mother,
Heres Scogans choise[486] for Scilla, and none other;
Though Scilla’s sick with greife, because no signe
Can there be found of vertue masculine.
Esculapius come; I know right well
His laboure’s lost when you may ring her Knell.
The fatall sisters doome none can withstand,
nor Cithareas powre, who poynts to land
With proclamation that the first of May
At Ma-re Mount shall be kept hollyday.