If the proud and graceful beloveds flaunt such coquetry, one wonders whether this is humble servitude or a claim to divinity.

Here, the poet observes the beloved's effortless pride and teasing aloofness with a mix of awe and gentle exasperation. The airs of beauty are so absolute and commanding that they blur the line between human charm and divine supremacy. It makes the lover wonder aloud whether these mortals are just like us, or if they have assumed the very throne of God to rule over hearts with unquestioned authority.