Is blown of this faire Queen, this gorgeous dame,
Fame borrowing al men's mouths to royalize the same.
And with this sentence Iupiter did end,
This is the Pricke (quoth he), this is the praies,
To whom, this as a Present I will send,
That shameth Cynthia in her siluer Raies,
If so you three this deed doe not displease.
Then one, and all, and euery one of them,
To her that is the honour of her daies,
A second Iudith in Iervsalem.