Or that great Name he has acquir’d in War?
Is it the Majesty, that holy something,
That guards the Person of this Demi-god?
This awes not me, there must be something more.
For ever, when I call upon my Wrongs,
Something within me pleads so kindly for him,
As would persuade me that he could not err.
—Ah, what is this? where lies this Power divine,
That can so easily make a Slave of mine?
Exeunt.