HE said; and now the joyful Damsel spake
The Dangers which she suffer'd for his sake;
Shews him the Dame, who found her on the Tide;
PRISCILLA too, who all her Wants supply'd:
Then, prostrate, on her Knees before him bends,
And begs him to reward her faithful Friends.
The grateful Chief, by native Goodness sway'd,
Embrac'd 'em both, and soon the Nymph obey'd;
But first before his Royal Master came,
And begs he may resign his Post of Fame:
At which the Monarch frowns with awful Eyes,
Till FELIX straight, who saw his Passion rise,
Falls on the Ground, and to his Master shows
The various Scene of all his am'rous Woes.
This heard, the King resumes his former Grace;
Love tun'd his Soul, and smooth'd his ruffled Face:
He rais'd the Hero, bids the Nymph appear;
The Nymph approach'd him with a modest Fear;
Before his awful Throne, submiss, she fell,
And to him straight unfolds th'amazing Tale.
Mute, on the Ground a-while he fix'd his Eyes;
Then, Is the Force of  so great? he cries:
We falsely  the World's Commander call;
mightier Monarch,  commandest All:
Young AMMON's Self could not thy Pow'r confine;
The  Subject was, but  was