“Here, while young Proserpine, among the maids,

Diverts herself in these delicious shades;

While like a child with busy speed and care

She gathers lilies here, and violets there;

While first to fill her little lap she strives,

Hell’s grizzly monarch at the shade arrives;

Sees her thus sporting on the flowery green,

And loves the blooming maid, as soon as seen.