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 Yea! even me, albeit indeed By fetter strong consumed I lie, The ruler of the blest shall need— To show that counsel new whereby He loseth honor, sov'reignty. And honey'd, suasive words shall be, Though charm'd, no spell to soften me; Nor iron threats shall move me e'er By fear this counsel to declare, Before he break my cruel chain. And pay the price of all this pain.

Daring thou art, nor aught to bitter woe Dost yield, but speakest words too free— And fear doth vex and pierce my spirit thro'!