Throughout our dominions no man is more gay;
And save one in a corner, he favourites had none,
For he was so moderate, he lov’d only one;
So faithful in love and so fervent in pray’rs
That never did man better manage affairs.
He staid not for cash—tho’ he ask’d for a loan,
But he that cur’d tooth-aches, provided him none;
And ere he’d neglect things of love or of state
He came without money, for fear he’d come late,
For a laggard in love, is a fool, he declares,