Oh! shield me from his rage, celestial powers,
This tyrant that embitters all my hours.
Ah, love, you’ve poorly played the monarch’s part,
You conquered, but you can’t defend my heart.
So blessed was I, throughout the happy reign,
I thought this monster banished from thy train;
But you would raise him to support your throne,
And now he claims your empire as his own:
Or tell me, tyrants, have you both agreed,
There where one reigns, the other shall succeed?