Had blown her dubious blast at
Catherine’s
door:
A Captain thither, rich from India came,
And though a cousin call’d, it touch’d her fame:
Her annual stipend rose from his behest,
And all the long-prized treasures she possess’d:-
If aught like joy awhile appear’d to stay
In that stern face, and chase those frowns away,
’Twas when her treasures she disposed for view