Pharaohs Daughter, finding yong Moses in the Water

What pretty pledge of love swimmes here
Deepely engag'd? How every teare
Shines in the casket, as a Iemme
Doth in my Fathers Diadem!
How (like hope in Pandoraes boxe)
Lovely it lookes! More hard than rockes
Were they, whose hearts would not relent
At sight of such an Innocent.
Come, little Angell, thou with me
Shalt shine in Heaven of Royalty;
And with great Pharaohs Crowne shalt play,
That mayst beare rule another day,
And (as I thee from waters rage)
My name preserve from wracke of age.