Next came fresh Aprill full of lustyhed, And wanton as a Kid whose horne new buds:
Vpon a Bull he rode, the same which led
Europa floting through th'Argolick fluds:
His hornes were gilden all with golden studs
And garnished with garlonds goodly dight
Of all the fairest flowres and freshest buds
Which th'earth brings forth, and wet he seem'd in sight
With waues, through which he waded for his loues delight.
Edmund Spenser (c. 1552-1599),
Faerie Queen, The Cantos of Mutabilitie