XXXII.
A goodly sinecure, no doubt! but made
More easy by the absence of all men—
Except his Majesty,—who, with her aid,
And guards, and bolts, and walls, and now and then
A slight example, just to cast a shade
Along the rest, contrived to keep this den
Of beauties cool as an Italian convent,
Where all the passions have, alas! but one vent.