Foelicitie by IVLIA once devis'd

FOELICITIE by IVLIA once devis'd
This shape doth beare, a Ladie louely bright
With Mercuries Caduceus, enthroniz'd,
Her golden haire with flowery girlonds dight:
The horne of plentie, th'other hand doth hold
With all the fruites, and dainties may be told.

For why? content, she raigneth like a Queene;
Richest in Quiet, and the Muses skill,
Without the which, wee most vnhappie beene
The plentie that her horned cup doth fill;
Our labours fruite, the which when we possesse
Wee haue attaind our worldly happines.