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 For her aspèct: her tresses were of wire, Knit like a net, where hearts, set all on fire, Struggled in pants, and could not get releas'd: Her arms were all with golden pincers dress'd, And twenty fashion'd knots, pullies, and brakes, And all her body girt with painted snakes. Her down parts in a scorpion's tail combin'd, Freckled with twenty colours; pied wings shin'd Out of her shoulders; cloth had never dye, Nor sweeter colours never viewed eye, In scorching Turkey, Cares, Tartary, Than shin'd about this sp'rit notorious; Nor was Arachne's web so glorious. Of lightning and of shreds she was begot; More hold in base dissemblers is there not. Her name was Eronusus. Venus flew From Hero's sight, and at her chariot drew This wondrous creature to so steep a height, That all the world she might command with sleight Of her gay wings: and then she bade her haste,— Since Hero had dissembled, and disgrac'd Her rites so much,—and every breast infect With her deceits; she made her architect