Wakened with which, and viewing thee,

Faire Daphne her faire selfe shall free,

From the chaste prison of a tree:

And with Narcissus (to thy face

Who humbly will ascribe all grace)

Shall once againe pursue the chase.

So they, whose wisdome did discusse

Of these as fictions: shall in us

Finde, they were more then fabulous.

To Castara,
Softly singing to her selfe.