And Galleria[37] offered to steal from a hive,
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Profusion of honey; Pinguinalis[38] brought butter,
And with wax Cereana[39] came all in a flutter.
These presents the Emperor gladly accepted,
Save Galleria’s theft, which with scorn was rejected,
So little do moths of great minds patronise
The base who by fraud or extortion would rise.
In the mean time the Empress her Swifts[40] had sent out
To deliver the cards for this elegant rout.