Than Irza, ne’er had nymph an humbler slave.
He watched her every glance; her frown he fear’d;
And if his pains to meet her wish appear’d,
All pains seem’d far o’er-paid, all cares appeased,
And so she found but pleasure, he was pleased.
One power he claim’d, but claim’d that power alone:
Still, when he left her side, a mass of stone
Barr’d up the grotto, nor allow’d her feet
To pass the limits of her bright retreat.
But when in quest of food not forced to stray,