Astrophel and Stella: 82

Nymph of the gard'n, where all beauties be:Beauties which do in excellencie passe,His who till death lookt in a watrie glasse,Or hers whom naked the Trojan boy did see.Sweet gard'n Nymph, which keepes the Cherrie tree,Whose fruit doth farre th'Hesperian tast surpasse:Most sweet-faire, most faire-sweet, do not alas,From comming neare those Cherries banish me:For though full of desire, emptie of wit,Admitted late by your best-graced grace,I caught at one of them a hungrie bit;Pardon that fault, once more graunt me the place,And I do sweare euen by the same delight,I will but kisse, I neuer more will bite.