As she drew nearer home.
At last when Tears, nor ought cou'd move,
He thus bespoke the Fair;
Know Cruel Maid, I'm God of Love,
And can command Despair.
Yet Dame to sue, oh! bless me then,
As you regard your Ease;
For I am King of Gods and Men,
I give and banish Peace.
Or be thou Love, or be thou Hate,