You never had such haughty airs, coquetries, and alluring graces before; you ought to bless my heart, for it is what turned you into a slayer.
In this couplet, the lover playfully teases the beloved about their newly found pride and intoxicating charm. He reminds them that before his heart completely surrendered, they didn't possess this breathtaking, deadly power to slay with a mere glance. It reflects a classic poetic truth: it is the lover's unconditional devotion and willing defeat that truly crowns the beloved as an irresistible conqueror.
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