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Tir'd Veldar came, dismounts before the Gate,
Who finding (Gaul'd) no King at Dremos late,
That Party Drunk conceiv'd, the News that brought,
Himself mad to believe; with Jealous thought.
Spur'd for Silendros strait; how long'd to reach,
Whole Acres every step, well warmed each
Both Horse and Man; joyn'd chafing Feaver too
Still Veldar in his eyes would all undo.
Went in at last, his Suit did then declare;
Tho came too late, walk'd forth for Garden air,
Hot Journey thus endur'd; tho pleas'd in part,
Since Duras Bob'd, whom thought of less desert.