"Love, with this hope, constructs his subtle ties;
Who other threads for me would vainly weave.
'Tis thus he took me, and explained the guise In which I might the long-sought boon achieve.
Easy it were the damsel to surprise;
For as the likeness others could deceive, Which I to Bradamant, my sister, bear, This haply might as well the maid ensnare.
