A throne—the world—the universe—to be
Beloved in her own way—and rather whisk
The stars from out the sky, than not be free[GC]
As are the billows when the breeze is brisk—
Though such a She's a devil (if there be one),
Yet she would make full many a Manichean.
IV.
Thrones, worlds, et cetera, are so oft upset
By commonest ambition, that when Passion
O'erthrows the same, we readily forget,