... His soul took more delight in A lovely Hamadryad's arms Than cow driving or fighting. A nymph, the refugees had drove Far from her native tree, Just happen'd to be on the move, When up came Wayne and Lee. She in mad Anthony's fierce eye The hero saw portrayed, And, all in tears, she took him by —the bridle of his jade. Hear, said the nymph, O great commander, No human lamentations, ...