When Nature now had wonderfully wrought All Auristella's parts, except her eyes, To make those twins two lamps in beauty's skies, She counsel of her starry senate sought. Mars and Apollo first did her advise In colour black to wrap those comets bright, That Love him so might soberly disguise, And unperceived, wound at every sight. Chaste Phoebe spake for purest azure dyes, But Jove and Venus green about the light To frame thought best, as brigging most delight, That to pin'd hearts. hope might for aye arise: Nature, all said, a paradise of green There plac'd, to make all love which have them seen.