Now to the temple of Dian the chaste As shortly as I can I will me haste, To tellë you all the descriptioun. Depainted be the wallës up and down Of hunting and of shamefast chastity. There saw I how woful Calistope, 584 When that Dian aggrieved was with her, Was turned from a woman till a bear, And after was she made the lodëstar: 585 Thus was it painted, I can say no far; 586 Her son is eke a star as men may see. There saw I Danë 587 turn’d into a tree, I meanë not the goddess Dianë, But Peneus’ daughter, which that hight Danë. There saw I Actaeon an hart y-maked, 588 For vengeance that he saw Dian all naked: I saw how that his houndës have him caught, And freten