right such another opposite. And, shortly to concludë, such a place Was never on earth made in so little space, For in the land there was no craftës-man, That geometry or arsmetrikë can, Nor pourtrayor, nor carver of imáges, That Theseus ne gave him meat and wages The theatre to make and to devise. And for to do his rite and sacrifice He eastward hath upon the gate above, In worship of Venus, goddess of love, Done make an altar and an oratory; And westward, in the mind and in memory Of Mars, he maked hath right such another, That costë largëly of gold a fother. And northward, in a turret on the wall, Of alabaster white and red corál An oratory richë for to see, In worship of Diane of chastity, Hath Theseus done work in noble wise. But yet had I forgotten to devise The noble carving, and the portraitures, The shape, the countenance of the figúres That weren in there oratories three.
First in the temple of Venus may’st thou see Wrought on the wall, full piteous to behold, The broken sleepës, and the sikës cold, The sacred tearës, and the waimentings, The fiery strokës of the desirings, That Lovë’s servants in this life endure; The oathës, that