A stately mirror's all-enamell'd case

A stately mirror's all-enamell'd case The second was; no crystal ever yet Smil'd with such pureness: never ladies' glass Its owner flattered with so smooth a cheat. Nor could Narcissus' fount with such delight Into his fair destruction him invite.

For He in that and self-love being drown'd, Agenor from him pluck'd his doting eyes: And, shuffled in her fragments, having found Old Jezabels, he stole the dog's due prize. Goliah's staring bacins too he got, Which he with Pharaoh's all together put.

But not content with these, from Phaeton,