Line 55. "In shape no bigger than an agate stone."
Line 58. "Arhwart men's noses as they lie asleep;"
Line 55-57 In shape no bigger than an agate stone on the forefinger of an alderman, drawn with a team of little atomies.
Line 59-64 "Her wagon spokes made long spinners' legs the cover, the wings of grasshoppers: her traces, of the smallest spider's web:her collars, of cricket's bone, the lash of film: her wagoner, a small grey-coated gnat."
Line 67: "Her chariot is an empty hazelnut."
Line 70: "In this state, she gallops night by night, through loverrs brains and they dream of love."