Epigram 67. To my honest Kinsman Sir John Reppington

Ipray you (Sir) impale your Woods, that we
In them the hunting of the Buck may see:
By which good deed you will be sure to please grounds;
The Naiades, and Hamadryades;
Honouring the woods and brooks that grace those
And raise a stately Eccho by your Houndes,
T'invite Diana to your Groves; that she
A partner in your rural sports may be:
Or peirce the beauteous Goddess Venus ear,
And bring her down from her celestial sphere
To be spectatress of your game; brought thence
To guard some young Adonis from Offence.
By making you a park all this is done,
A pleasant Grace unto your Amington.