LXX.

He was a cold, good, honourable man,

Proud of his birth, and proud of everything;

A goodly spirit for a state Divan,

A figure fit to walk before a King;

Tall, stately, formed to lead the courtly van

On birthdays, glorious with a star and string;

The very model of a chamberlain—

And such I mean to make him when I reign.

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