Dioclesian, Z.627, The Masque: “Let monarchs fight” … “Hear, mighty Love!”

Let monarchs fight for power and fame
With noise and arms mankind alarm
Let daily fears their quiet fright
And cares disturb their rest by night
Let greatness shall ne'er my soul enthral
Give me content, and I have all
Hear, mighty Love, to thee I call
Give me Astraea, and I have all
That soft, that sweet, that charming fair
Fate cannot hurt whilst I have her
She's wealth and power, and only she
Astraea's all the world to me