The seat they reach'd, when for a costly vest
The master call'd; in this the youth they dress'd:
No more disparag'd with a slave's attire,
His faultless shape and features all admire.
His hair, like palest amber, from his crown
In floating curls and shining waves fell down.
Young  such surprising charms display'd,
When first in gold and  silks array'd,
He laid his crook aside, forgot the swain,
And bid adieu to  flow'ry plain.
Then for his wife the captain bids them send,
And shews with boasting joy his purchas'd friend.