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 So fair a church as this had Venus none; The walls were of discolour'd jasper stone, Wherein was Proteus carv'd; and over head A lively vine of green sea-agate spread, Where by one hand light-headed Bacchus hung, And with the other wine from grapes outwrung. Of crystal shining fair the pavement was; The town of Sestos call'd it Venus' glass: There might you see the gods in sundry shapes, Committing heady riots, incest, rapes: For know, that underneath this radiant flower Was Danae's statue in a brazen tower: Jove slily stealing from his sister's bed, To dally with Idalian Ganymed: And for his love Europa bellowing loud, And tumbling with the rainbow in a cloud. Blood-quaffing Mars, heaving the iron net, Which limping Vulcan and his Cyclops set: Love kindling fire, to burn such towns as Troy; Sylvanus weeping for the lovely boy, That now is turn'd into a cypress tree, Under whose shade the wood-gods love to be.