Till they for woe full often said, Alas! Sufficë these ensamples one or two, Although I could reckon a thousand mo’.

The statue of Venus, glorious to see Was naked floating in the largë sea, And from the navel down all cover’d was With wavës green, and bright as any glass. A citole 552 in her right hand haddë she, And on her head, full seemly for to see, A rosë garland fresh, and well smelling, Above her head her dovës flickering. Before her stood her sonë Cupido, Upon his shoulders wingës had he two; And blind he was, as it is often seen; A bow he bare, and arrows bright and keen.