But he for none of them did care a whit;
Yet wood-gods for them oft sighed sore:
Ne for their gifts unworthy of his wit,
Yet not unworthy of the country's store.
For One alone he cared, for One he sighed
His life's treasure, and his dear love's delight.
Stella the fair! the fairest star in sky:
As fair as Venus, or the fairest fair.
A fairer star saw never living eye,
Shot her sharp pointed beams through purest air.