Astrophel and Stella: 22

In highest way of heau'n the Sunne did ride,Progressing them from faire twinnes gold'n place:Hauing no scarfe of clowds before his face,But shining foorth of heate in his chiefe pride;When some faire Ladies by hard promise tied,On horse-back met him in his furious race,Yet each prepar'd with fannes wel shading grace,From that foes woundes their tender skinnes to hide.Stella alone with face vnarmed marcht,Either to do like him with open shone,Or carelesse of the wealth because her owne:Yet were the hid and meaner beauties parcht,Her daintiest bare went free; the cause was this,The Sunne which others burn'd, did her but kisse.