Wherein Penelope the Princess lay,
Shone with a thousand lamps, which did exile
The dim dark shades, and turned the night to day.
Not Jove's blue tent, what time the sunny ray
Behind the bulwark of the earth retires,
Is seen to sparkle with more twinkling fires.
9.
That night, the Queen came forth from far within,
And in the presence of her Court was seen.
For the sweet singer Phœmius did begin