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My dear and only love, I pray That little world of thee Be govern'd by no other sway But purest monarchy: For if confusion have a part Which virtuous souls abhor, I'll call a synod in my heart, And never love thee more. As Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone, My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate to much Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all.

But I will reign and govern still,
And always give the law,
And have each subject at my will,
And all to stand in awe.
But 'gainst my batt'ries if I find
Thou storm or vex me sore,
As if thou set me as a blind,
I'll never love thee more,
I'll never, never love thee more.

But if no faithless actions stain
Thy love and constant word,
I'll make thee famous by my pen,
And glorious by my sword.
I'll serve thee in such noble ways
As ne'er was known before;
I'll crown and deck thee all with bays,
And love thee more and more.

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