With Manacles, I Bade

and your servant knows well riches of awe had he none to tell but thy servant has only one thing to bade: may these words implied will not fade the servant inside had been roped by the conjuring presence you dare owned thou made manacles with barely a mold- and from afar meanly you installed by that single moment loftiness and you are adjacent and that a servant like me at the sight of you should down on his knee imprisoned by your sovereign profoundly helpless but of no bane loud and clear i hear what you order with enthusiasm, i do with no ponder o fair maiden of my monarchy may thee let this attendance be; at your foot, thy servant will duty please heed these, my velvet lady...