The cruell season, bidding mee withholde
My selfe within, for I was gotten out
Into the fieldes, wheras I walkt[1490] about.
4.
When loe the night with misty mantels spred
Gan darke the day, and dim the azure skies,[1491]
And Venus in her message Hermes sped
To bloudy Mars, to will him not to rise,
While shee her selfe approacht in speedy wise:
And Virgo hyding her disdaynefull brest,