By them, men know her virtues are matched even!
In praising all, much time he vainly spent,
Yet thought none worthy but Vitullia;
Then called to mind, he could not well repent
The love he bare the wise Urania.
Eurialæ, Artesia, all, such beauties had,
Which as they pleased him, made him well nigh mad.
Eurialæ, her beauty, his eyesight harmed!
Urania, her wit, his tongue incensed!