Thinks it to heaven a true-ascending birth.
So hies Daiphantus, on his legs and feet,
As if Daiphantus now some god should meet.
He looks upon himself, not without wonder.
He wonders at himself, what he might be.
He laughs unto himself: thinks he's aslumber.
He weeps unto himself, himself to see.
And sure to hear and see what he had done
Might make him swear but now the world begun.