1970By lovely maids the lovely lovèd are,
And by the fair most favoured are the fair.'
Thus did she rage, her resolution love;
Which spite of all disasters she will harbour,
Hoping blest fate will so propitious prove,
T' enclose her monk and her in Cupid's arbour:
But leave her surfeiting with hope, and view
When to monastic vows she'll bid adieu.
Till Cynthia twice twelve times repairèd had
Her silver horns, she was encloistered here: