To whom the king. “With justice hast thou revealed A prince’s faults, And that i with motive possess. That pleased male, whom Jove nevertheless honours most, Is in excess of armies, and himself a host. Bless’d in his really like, this wondrous hero stands; Heaven fights his war, and humbles all our bands. Fain would my coronary heart, which e

Thy infant breast a like affection display’d; Nonetheless in my arms (an ever-pleasing load) Or at my knee, by Phoenix wouldst thou stand; No food items was grateful but from Phoenix’ hand.[210] I pass my watchings o’er thy helpless decades, The tender labours, the compliant cares, The gods (I assumed) reversed their really hard decree, And P