Of these advantage; fairly, this, to make.
These moments came—or so my Lord believed—
He dropp’d his mask; and both were undeceived.
She saw the vice that would no longer feign, 170
And he an angry beauty’s pure disdain.
Villars that night had in my ear confess’d,
He thought himself her spaniel and her jest.
He saw his rival of his goddess sure;
“But then,” he cried, “her virtue is secure.
Should he offend, I haply may obtain