Which is so heavenly that it hath released
The danger oft, not to be cured by physic.
Her tongue and hand thus married together,
Could not but please him, who so loved either.
But first before his madness were allayed,
They offered incense at Diana's shrine,
And much besought her, now to be apaid;
Which was soon granted to these saints divine:
Yet so, that mad Daiphantus must agree
Never to love, but live in chastity.