...f reedes thou kept Admetus sheepe. Now in this time that (save of Love) thou tooke none other keepe, And madste thee merrie with thy pipe, the glistring Maias sonne By chaunce abrode the fields of Pyle spide certaine cattle runne Without a hierde, the which he stole and closely did them hide Among the woods. This pretie slight no earthly creature spide, Save one old churle that Battus hight....