Daiphantus hearing such a swan-tuned voice,
Was ravished, as with angels' melody;
Though in this labyrinth blest, could not rejoice,
Nor yet could see what brought this harmony.
At length, this goddess ceased; began draw near,
Who, when he saw; he saw not, 'twas her sphere!
Away then crept he on his hands and knees,
To hide himself: thought Venus came to plague him!
Which she espying, like the sun she stands;
As with her beams, she thought for to assuage him.