arose, with Reverence profound
Began, nor rais'd his fix'd Eyes from the Ground:
Most Divine Princess, you may rest assur'd,
You are the Treasure of your absent Lord;
By Glory torn from Loves delightful Chains,
Yet in his Heart alone  Reigns:
Oh! had you heard the tender Charge he gave
Of you (his Lifes Reward) to me his Slave,
You never cou'd his Constancy suspect,
But call that Violence which now you term Neg.