ALEXIS, here she stay'd; among these pines, br Sweet hermitress, she did alone repair; br Here did she spread the treasure of her hair, br More rich than that brought from the Colchian mines. br She set her by these musked eglantines, br --The happy place the print seems yet to bear: br Her voice did sweeten here thy sugar'd lines, br To which winds, trees, beasts, birds, did lend their ear.