Thraldom

For ye into like thraldome me did throw, And kept from complishing the faith which I did owe.

Beauteous Penthea […] is novv ſo yoak'd / To a moſt barbarous thraldome, miſery, / Affliction, that [s]he ſauors not humanity.

The wretched thraldom was over,—and what had it left?