Kind Nature once did labour so in birth.
That all the gods to helpe her were conuein'd,
ALL's Mother then such bitter throws sustaind,
Or she this child of wonder could bring forth:
At length supported by celestiall might,
She's brought to bed euen of a girle diuine,
Whom al the present Deities propine
With what rare graces could enrich the sight,
Loues Queene gaue Beauty, Dian Chastnes rare,
Minerua Iudgement, thundring Ioue the Name,
Apollo grac'd her with her golden haire,
Iuno the Heart that should all hearts inflame,
Cupid gaue her his owne two louely eyes,
Wherwith all those are darted who her sees.