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76 Then call'd he vp the winged Mercury,

(The mighty Messenger of Gods enrold,)

And bad him hither hastily to hie;

Whō tended by her Nymphes he should behold,

(Like Pearles ycouched all in shining gold)

And euen with that, frō pleasant slumbring sleepe,

(Desiring much these wonders to vnfold)

I wakening, when Aurora gan to peepe,

Depriu'd so soone of my sweet Dreame, gan almost weepe.

Thus, sacred Virgin, Muse of chastitie,

This difference is betwixt the Moone and thee:

She shines by Night; but thou by Day do'st shine

Shee Monthly changeth; thou dost nere decline:

And as the Sunne, to her, doth lend his light,

So hee, by thee, is onely made so bright:

Yet neither Sun, nor Moone, thou canst be named,

Because thy light hath both their beauties shamed:

Then, since an heauenly Name doth thee befall,

Thou VIRGO art: (if any Signe at all).