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The pearly Don, the Deas, the fertile Spay, When lilies do them deck in azure zowns, Wild Neverne, which doth see our longest day; And new-born roses blush witb golden cronos; Nesse smoking sulphur, Leave with mountains to prove how calm we under thee should live, crown'd,

What halcyonean days thy reign should gire; Strange Loumond for his floating isles renown'd; And to two flow'ry diadems, the right, The Irish Rian, Ken, the silver Airs,

T'he Heavens tbee made a partner of the light. The spaky Dun, the Ore with rushy hair,

Scarce wast thou born, when join'd in friendly bands The crystal-streaming Nid, loud-bellowing Clyde, Two mortal foes with other clasped bands; Tweed, which no more our kingdoms shall divide; With Virtue Fortunestrove, which most sboalt) gma e Rank-swelling Annan, Lid with curied streams, Thy place for thee, thee for so high a plac”: The Eskes, the Solway, where they low their sames; One vow'd thy sacred breast not to forsake, To every one proclaim our joys and feasts, The other, on thee not to turn her back; Our triumphs; bid all come and be our guests: And that thou more her love's effects inight'st fri', And as they meet in Neptune's azure tail, For thee she left her globe, and broke ber sherl. Bid them bid sea-gods keep this festival;

When ytars thee vigour gave, O then, how char This day shall by our currents be rebound; Did smother'd sparkles in bright fames appear ! Our hills about shall still this day resound : Amongst the woods to force the flying bart, Nay, that our love more to this day appear, To pierce the mountain-wolf with father'd dari; Let us with it henceforth begin our year.

See fa'cons climb the clouds, the fox ensnare, To virgins, flow'rs, to sun-burot earth, the rain, Out-run the wind-out-rupning Lædale bare; To mariners, fair winds amidst the main;

To breathe thy fiery steer ou erery plain, Cool shades to pilgriuis, which hot glances burn, And in meand'ring gyres him bring again; Are not so pleasing as thy blest returu.

The press thee making place, and Fulgar things, That day, dear privce, which robb'd us of thy sight In admiration's air, on gory's wings : (Day? No, but darkness and a dusky night) 0! thou far from the common pitcb didst rise, Did fill our breasts with sghs, our eyes with tears, with thy designs to dazzle Envy's eyes: Turn'd minutes to sad monihs, sad months to years: Thou sought'st to know this all's eternal source, Trees left to flourish, meadows to bear fow'rs, Of ever-turning Heavens the restless course; Brooks hid their heads within their sedgy bow'rs; Their fixed lamps, their lights, which wand ring en Fair Ceres curs'd our trees with barren frost, Whence Moon her silver hath, his gold the Suo; As if again she had her daughter lost:

If Fate there be or no, if planets can, The Muses left our groves, and for sweet songs By fierce aspects, force the free will of man: Sate sadly silent, or did weep their wrongs: The light aspiring fire, the liquid air, You know it, meads; you, murmuring woods, it | The faming dragons, comets with red hair, know,

Heaven's tilting lances, artillery, and bow, Hills, da es, and caves, copartners of their woe; Loud-sounding trunipets, darts of hail and spor, And you it know, my streams, which from their eine The roaring element, with people dumb, Oft on your glass receir'd their pearly brine : The earth with what couceiv'd is in her womb, “O Naiads dear!" said they, "Napæas fair! What on her mores, were set unto thy sight, O nymphs of trees! nymphs which on hills repair; Till thou didst find their causes, essence, might: Gone are those maideo glories, gone tha state, But unto nought thon so thy mind didst strain, 'Which inade all eyes admire our bliss of late." As to be read in man, and learn to reigo; As looks the Heaven when never star appears, To know the weight and Atlas of a crown, But slow and weary shroud them in their spheres, To spare the humble, proud ones tumble down. While Tithon's wife embosom’d by him lies, When from those piercing cares which thrones jare, And world doth languish in a mournful guise: Asthorns the rose, thou, wearied, would'st thee res, As looks a garden of its beauty spoild,

With lute in hand, full of celestial fire, As woods in winter by rough Bureas foild,

To the Pierian groves thou didst retire: As portraits ras'd of colours us'd to be ;

There, garlanded with all Urania's flow'rs, So look'd these abject bounds depriv'd of thee. In sweeter lays than builded Thebes' tow'rs;

While as my rills enjoy'd thy royal gleams, Or them which charm'd the dolphins in the mais, They did not envy Tiber's haughty streams, Or which did call Eurydice again; Nor wealthy Tagus with his golden ore,

Thou sung'st away the hours, till from their spbare Nor clear Hydaspes which on pearls Joth roar, Stars seemi'd to shoot, thy melorly to bear. Nor golden Gange that sees the Sun new born, The god with golden hair, the sister maids, Nor Achelous with his How'ry horn,

Did leave their Helicon and Tempe's shades, Nor floods which near Elysian fields do fall: To see thine isle ; here lost their native tongue, For why? Thy sight did serve to them for all. And in thy world-divided language sung. No place there is so desert, so alone,

Who of thine after-age can count tbe deeds, Even from the frozen to the torrid zone,

With all that Pame in Time's huge annals reads; From flaming Hecla to great Quincey's lake, How by example, more than any law, Which thy abode could not most happy make: This people fierce thou didst to goodness draw; All those perfections which by bounteons Heaven How while the neighbour worlds, tossed by the Fates, To divers worlds in divers times were given, So many Phaetons had in the r states, [it:ro's The starry senate pour'd at once on thee,

Which turt'd to heedless flames their burns That thou exemplar might'st to others be.

Thou, as enspher'd, kept'st temperate thy zobos, Thy life was kept till the three sisters spun In Afric shores, the sands that ebb and flow, Their threads of gold, and then it was begun. The shady leaves on Arden's trees that groa. With chequer'd clonds when skies do look most fair, He sure may count, with all the waves that meet And no disorder'd blasts disturb the air;

To wash the Mauritanian Atlas' feet,

Though crown'd thon wert not, nor a king by birth, | That Piety unmasked shows her face,
Thy worth deserves the richest crown on Earth. That Ionocency keeps with Power her place ;
Search this half-spbere, and the antarctic ground, That long-exil'd Astrea leaves the Heaven,
Where are such wit and boimty to be found? And turneth right her sword, her weights holds even ;
As into silent night, when wear the Bear

That the Saturnian worid is come again,
The virgio huntress shines at full most clear, Are wish'd effects of thy most happy reign.
And strives to match her brother's golden light, That daily, Peace, Love, Truth, delights increase,
The host of stars doth vanish in her sight;

And Discord, Hate, Fraud, with encumbers, cease ; Arcturus dies; cool'd is the Lion's ire,

That men use strength, not to shed others' blood, Po burns no more with Phaetontal fire;

But use their strength, now to do others good; Orion faints to see his arms grow black,

That fury is enchain’d, disarmed wrath, And that his faming sword he now doth lack: That, save by Nature's hand, there is no death; So Europe's lights, all bright in their degree, That late grim foes, like brothers, other love, Lnse all their lustre, parallel'd with thee.

That vultures prey not on the harmless dove; By just descent thou froin more kings dost shine, That wolves with lambs do friendship entertain, Than many can name men in all their line: Are wish'd effects of thy most happy reign. What most they toil to find, and finding bold, That towns increase, that ruin'd temples rise, 'Thou scornest, orient geins, and fatt'ring gold; That their wind-moving vanes do kiss the skies; Esteeming treasure surer in men's breasts,

That ignorance and sloth hence run away, Than when immur'd with marble, clos'd in chests: That bury'd arts now rouse them to the day; No stormy passions do disturb thy mind,

That Hyperion far beyond his bed No mists of greatness ever could thee blind : Doth see our lions rainp, our roses spread ; Who yet hath been so meek? Thou life didst give That Iber courts us, Tiber not us charms, [warms; To them who did repine to see thee live:

That Rhein with hence-brought beams his bosom What prince by goodness hath such kingdoms gain'd? That ill doth fear, and good doth us maintain, Who hath so long bis people's peace maintain’d/? Are wish'd effects of thy most happy reign. Theirswords are turn'd to scythes, to coulters spears, O Virtue's pattern ! glory of our times ! Some giant post their antique armour bears: Sent of past days to expiate the crimes; Now, where the wounded knight his life did bleed, Great kiny, but better far than thon art great, The wanton swain sits piping on a reed;

Whoin state not honours, but who hovours state; And where the canpon did Jove's thunder scorn, By wonder born, by wonder first installid, The gaudy huntsman winds his shrill-tun'd horn : By wonder after to new kingdoms call’d; Her green locks Ceres doth to yellow dye; Young, kept by wonder from home-bred alarms, The pilgrim safely in the shade doth lie;

Old, sav'd by wonder from pale traitors' harms; Both Pan and Pales careless keep their flocks; To be for this thy reign, which wonders brings, Seas have no dangers, save the winds and rocks: A king of wonder, wonder uinto kings. Thou art this isle's palladium; neither can If Pict, Dane, Norman, thy smooth yoke had seen, (Whiles thou dost live!) it be o'erthrown by man. Pict, Dane, and Norman, had thy subjects been :

Let others boast of blood and spoils of foes, If Brutus knew the bliss thy rule doth give, Fierce rapines, murders, iliads of woes;

Ev'n Brutus joy would under thee to live: Of hated pomp, and trophies reared fair,

For thou thy people dost so dearly love, Gore-spangled ensigns streaming in the air; That they a father, more than prince, thee prove. Count bow they make the Scythian them adore, O days to be desir'd! age happy thrice! The Gaditan, and soldier of Aurore:

If you your heaven-sent good could duly prize ; Unhappy boasting ! to enlarge their bounds, But we, half-palsy-s ck, think never right That charge themselves with cares, their friends of what we hold, till it be froin our sight; with wounds;

Prize only summer's sweet and musked breath, Who have no law to their ambitions will,

When arined winters threaten us with death ; But, man-plagues ! born are human blood to spill: In pallid sickness do esteem of health, Thou a true victor art, sent from above

And by sad poverty discern of wealth: What others strain by force to gain by love ; I see an age, when after some few years, World-wand'ring Fame this praise to thee imparts, And revolutions of the slow-pac'd spheres, To be the only monarch of all hearts.

These days shall be 'bove other far esteem'd, They many fear, who are of many fear'd,

And like Augustus' palmy reign be deem'd. And kingdoms got by wrongs, by wrongs are teard; The names of Arthur, fabulous Paladlines, Such thrones as blood doth raise, blood throweth Grav'n in Time's surly brow in wrinkled lives; down;

Of Henries. Edwards, famous for their fights, No guard so sure as love unto a crown.

Their neighbour conquests, orders new of knights, Eye of our western world! Mars-daunting king! | Shall, by this prince's name, be past as far With whose renown the Earth's sevea climates ring, As meteors are by the Idalian star. Thy deeds not only claim these diadems,

If grey-hair'd Proteus' songs the truth not miss, To wbicb Thame, Litty, Tay, subject their streams: And gray-bair'd Proteus oft a prophet is, But to thy virtues rare, and gifts, is due

There is a land, hence distant many miles, All that the planet of the year doth view;

Ont-reaching fiction and Atlantic isles; Sure, if the world above did want a prince, Which (homelings) from this little world we name, The world above to it would take thee hence. That shall emblazon with strange rites bis fame :

That Murder, Rapine, Lust, are fed to Hell, Shall rear him statues all of purest gold, And in their rooms with us the Graces dwell; Such as meu gave unto the gods of old; That honour more than riches men respect, Name by him temples, palaces, and towns, That worthiness than gold doth more effect; With some great river, which their fields renowns.

TO

AN INTENDED

This is that king, who should make right each wrong, And chides, perhaps, thy coming to the North,
Of whom the bards and mystic Sybils sung ; Loath not to think on thy much-loving Fortb :
The man long promis'd, by whose glorious reign 0! love these bounds, where, of thy royal stem,
This isle should yet her ancient name regain, More than an hundred wore a diadem.
And more of fortunate deserve the style, (smile. So ever gold and bays thy brows adorn,
Than those where heavens with double summers So never time may see thy race out-word;

Run on, great prince! thy course in glory's way, So of thine own still may'st thou be desir'd, The end the life, the evening crowns the day; Of strangers fear'd, redoubted, and admir'd; Heap worth on worth, and strongly soar above So memory thee praise, so precious hours Those heights, which made the world thee first to May character thy name in starry flow'rs; love ;

So may thy high exploits at last make even Surmount thyself, and make thine actions past With Earth thy empire, glory with the Heaven! Be but as gleams or lightnings of the last; Let them exceed those of thy younger time, As far as autumn doth the pow'ry prime. [eye, Through this thy empire range, like world's bright That once each year surveys all earth and sky;

SPEECHES Now glances on the slow and resty Bears, Then turns to dry the weeping Auster's tears ; Hurries to both the poles, and moveth even THE HIGH AND EXCELLENT PRINCE CHARLES, In the infigur'd circle of the Heaven. [sight O! long, long haunt these bounds, which by thy

KINC OF GREAT BRITAIN, FRANCE, AND IRELAND, Have now regain'd their former heat and light.

AT DIS ENTERING DIS CITY OF EDINBURGH. Here grow green woods, here silver brooks do glide, Here meadows stretch them out with painted pride; Delivered from the Fageants the 15th of June, 1635. Embroid'ring all the banks, here hills aspire To crown their heads with the ethereal fire; Hills, bulwarks of our freedom, giant walls, Which never friends did slight, nor sword made

thralls: Each circling food to Thetis tribute pays,

SPEECH AT THE WEST GATE. Men here, in health, outlive old Nestor's days:

SIR, Grim Saturn yet amongst our rocks remains, Bound in our caves, with many metal'd chains : If Nature could suffer rocks to move, and abandon Bulls haunt our shades, like Leda's lover, white, their natural places, this town, founded on the Which yet might breed Pasiphae delight; strength of rocks (now, by the all-cheering rays of Our flocks fair fleeces bear, with which, for sport, your majesty's presence, taking not only motion, Endymion of old the Moon did court;

but life) had, with her castle, temples, and houses, High-palmed harts amidst our forests run, moved toward you, and besought you to acknok. And, not impal'd, the deep-mouth'd hounds do shun; ledge ber yours, and her inhabitants your most The rough-foot are sate in our bushes shrouds, humble and affectionate subjects; and to believe, And long-wing'd hawks do perch amidst our clouds. how many souls are within ber circuits, so many The wanton wood-nymphs of the verdant spring, lives are devoted to your sacred person and crowile Blue, golden, purple flow'rs shall to thee bring ; And here, sir, she offers, by me, to the altar of your Pomona's fruits the Panisks, Thetis' gyrles glory, whole hecatombs of most bappy desires, prayThy Thule's amber, with the ocean pearls; ing all things may prove prosperous unto you ; that The Tritons, herdsmen of the glassy field, every virtue and heroic grace, which make a prince Shall give thee what far-distant shores can yield, eminent, may, with a long and blessed gorerdThe Serean fleeces, Erythrean gems,

ment, attend you; your kingdoms flourishing Waste Plata's silver, gold of Peru streams, abroad with bays, at home with olives; presenting Antarctic parrots, Æthiopian plumes,

yo'ı, sir, (who are the strong key of this little world Sabæan odours, myrrh, and sweet perfumes : of Great Britain) with these keys, which cast ap And I myself, wrapt in a watchet gown

the gates of her affection, and design you power to Of reeds and lilies, on inine head a crown,

open all the springs of the hearts of these her most Shall incease to thee burn, green altars raise, loyal citizens. Yet this is almost not necessary; And yearly sing due Pæans to thy praise.

for as the rose at the far appearing of the morning Ah ! why should Isis only see thee shine ? Sun displayeth and spreadeth her purples, so at the Is not thy Forth, as well as Isis, thine ?

very report of your happy return to this your naThough Isis vaunt she hath more wealth in store, tive country, their hearts (as might be apparent, if Let it suffice thy Forth doth love thee more: they could bave shined through their breasts) were Though she for beauty may compare with Seine, with joy and fair hopes made spacious; nor did For swans and sea-nymphs with imperial Rheine; they ever, in all parts, feel a more comfortable Yet, for the title may be claiın'd in thee,

heat, than the glory of your presence at this time Nor she, nor all the world, can match with me. darteth upon them. Now when, by honour drawn, thou shalt away The old forget their age, and look fresh and To her, already jealous of thy stay;

young at the sight of so gracious a prince: the When in her amorous arms she doth thee fold, young bear a part in your welcome, desiring many And dries thy dewy hairs with hers of gold, years of life, that they may serve you long; all Much asking of thy fare, much of thy sport, have more joys than tongues; for, as the words of Much of thine absence, long, howe'er so short, other nations far go beyond and surpass the affec

REPRESENTING THE KINGDOM.

tion of their hearts, so in this nation, the affection Doth guard this isle, or all those forts and tow'rs
of their hearts is far above all they can express by Amphion's harp rais'd about Thebes' bow'rs.
words. Deign then, sir, from the highest of majes- Heaven's arch is oft their roof, the pleasant shed
ty to look down on their lowness, and embrace it; Of oak and plain oft serves them for a bed.
accept the homage of their humble minds, accepi To suffer want, soft pleasure to despise,
their grateful zeal; and, for deeds, accept that Run over panting mountains crown'd with ice,
great good-will which they have ever carried to the Rivers o'ercome, the wastest lahes appal,
high deserts of your ancestors, and shall ever, to (Being to themselves, oars, steerers, ship and all)
your own, and your royal race, whilst these rocks is their renown: a brave all-daring race,
shall be overshadowed with buildings, these build-Courageous, prudent, doth this climate grace;
ings inhabited by men, and while men shall be en- Yet the firm base on which their glory stands,
dued either with counsel or courage, or enjoy any In peace, true hearts; in wars, is valiant hands,
piece of reason, sense, or life.

Wbicu here, great king! they offer up to thee,
Thy worth respecting as thy pedigree:
Though it be much to come of princely stem,
More is it to deserve a diadem.

Vouchsafe, blest people, ravish'd here with me,
THE SPEECH OP CALEDONIA.

To think my thoughts, and see what I do see.
A prince all-gracious, affable, divine,

Meek, wise, just, valiant, whose radiant shine The Heavens have heard our vows, our just desires Of virtues, like the stars about the Pole Obtained are; no higher now aspires

Gilding the night, enlight'neth every soul,
Our wishing thought, since to his native clime, Your sceptre sways; a prince, burn in this age
The flower of princes, honour of his time,

To guard the innocent from tyrants' rage;
Encheering all our dales, bills, forests, streams, To make peace prosper, justice to refluw'r,
(As Phæbus doth the summer with his beams) In desert hamlet, as in lordly bow'r;
Is come, and radiant to us, in his train,

A prince that, though of none he stands in awe, The golden age and virtues brings again!

Yet first subjects himself to his own law;
Prince so much longed for! how thou becalm'st Who joys in good, and still, as right directs,
Minds easeless anguish, every care einbalm'st His greatness measures by his good effects;
With the sweet odours of thy presence ! Now, His people's pedestal, who rising high,
In swelling tides, joys every where do flow

To grace this throne, makes Scotland's uame to fly
By thine approach; and that the world may see On halcyon's wings (her glory which restores)
That unthought wonders do attend on thee, Beyond the ocean to Columbus' shores :
This kingdom's angel I, who since that day God's sacred picture in this man adore,
That ruthless fate thy parent reft away,

Honour his valour, zeal, his piety more ; And made a star, ap ar'd not any where

High value what you hold, him deep engrave To gratulate thy coming, come am here.

In your heart's heart, from whom all good ye have; Hail ! princes' phenix, monarch of all hearts, For as Moon's splendour from her brother springs, Sovereign of love and justice, who imparts The people's welfare streameth from their kings. More than thou canst receive! To thee this crown Since your love's object doth immortal prove, Is due by birth: { but more, it is thine own O! love this prince with an eternal love. By just desert; and ere another brow [flow Pray that those crowns his ancestors did wear, Than thine should reach the same, my floods should His temples long, more orient, may bear; With hot vermilion gore, and every plain

That good he reach by sweetness of his sway, Level the hills with carcases of slain,

That ev'n his shadow may the bad affray; This isle become a Red Sea. Now how sweet That Heaven on him what he desires bestow, Is it to me, when love and laws thus meet That still the glory of his greatness grow; To girt thy temples with this diadem,

That your begun felicities may last, My nurselings' sacred fear, and

That no Orion do with storms them blast; Nor Roman, Saxon, Pict, by sad alarms

That victory his brave exploits attend, Could thus acquire and keep; the Heavens in arms Fast, west, or south, where he bis force shall bend, From us repel all perils; nor by wars

Till his great deeds all former deeds surmount, Aught here was won, save gaping wounds and scars: And quell the Nimrod of the Hellespont; Our lion's climacteric now is past,

That when his well-spent care all care becalms, And crown'd with bays he rampeth free at last. He may in peace sleep in a shade of palms; Here are no Serean fleeces, Peru gold,

And rearing up fair trophies, that Heaven may Aurora's gems, nor wares by Tyrians sold;

Extend his life to world's extremest day.
Towns swell not here with Babylonian walls,
Nor Nero's sky-resembling gold-ceil'd halls;
Nor Memphis' spires, nor Quinzaye's arched frames,
Captiving seas, and giving lands their names :

THE
Faith, milk-white Faith! of old belov'd so well,
Yet in this corner of the world doth dwell

SONG OF THE MUSES AT PARNASSUS.
With her pure sisters, Truth, Simplicity ;
Here banish'd Honour bears them company:

At length we see those eyes,
A Mars-adoring brood is here, their wealth, Which cheer both Earth and skies;
Sound minds, and bodies of as sound a health; Now, ancient Caledon,
Walls liere are men, who fence their cities more Thy beauties heighten, richer robes put on,
Than Neptune, when he doth in mountains roar, And let young joys to all thy parts arise.

dearest gem,

BY THE PLANETS.

Here, could thy prince still stay,
Each month should turn to May;

SATURN.
We need nor star, nor sun,
Sare him, to lengthen days, and joys begun:

To fair hopes to give reins now it is time
Sorrow and night to far climes haste away.

And soar as high as just desires may climb;

halcyonian, clear, and happy day! Now majesty and love

From sorry wights let sorrow fly away. Combind are from abore;

And vex antarctic climes; great Britain's voes Prince never sceptre sway'd,

Vanishi, for joy now in her zenith glows.

The old Lucadian scythe-bearing sire, Lov'd subjects more, of subjects more obey'd, Which may endure whilst Heaven's great orbs do Though cold, for thee feels flames of sweet de

sire; move.

And many lustres at a perfect height

Shall keep thy sceptre's majesty as bright, Joys, did you always last,

And strong in power and glory, every way, Life's spark you soon wonld waste ;

As when thy peerless parent did it sway; Grief follows sweet delight,

Ne'er turning wrinkled in time's endless length, As Jay is shadowed by sable night,

But one in her first beauty, youthful strength, Yet shall remembrance keep you still, when past.

Like thy rare mind, which stedfast as the Pole
Still fixed stands, however spheres do roll.
More to enchance with favours this thy reigo,
His age of gold he shall restore again ;

Love, justice, honour, innocence renew,
THE SPEECHES

Men's sprights with white simplicity indue;

Make all to leave in plenty's ceaseless store
AT THE HOROSCOPAL PAGEANT,

With equal shares, none wishing to have more.
No more shall cold the plougomea's hopes be-

guile,
Skies shall on Earth with lovely glances smile;
Which sball, untilld, each flower and herb bring

forth, ENDYMION.

And lands to gardens turn, of equal worth;

Life (long) shall not be thrall'd to mortal dates :
Rous'd from the Latmjan cave, where many years Thus Heavens decree, so have ordain'd the Fates,
That empress of the lowest of the spheres,
Who cheers the night, did keep me hil, an art

JOVE.
From mortal wights, to ease her love-sick beart,
As young as when she did ine first enclose,

DELIGHT of Heaven! sole honour of the earth! As fresh in beauty as the inorning rose,

Jove (courting thine ascendant) at thy birth Eodymion, that whilom kept my flocks

Proclaimed thee a king, and made it true, Upon tonia's flow'ry hills and rocks,

That to thy worth great monarchie are due: And sweet lays warbling to my Cynthia's beams, He gave thee what was good, and what was great, Out-sang the cygnets of Meander's streams : What did belong to love, and what to state; To whom, for guerdon, she Heaven's secret bars Rare gifts, whose ardours burn the hearts of all; Made open, taught the paths and pow'rs of stars : Like tinder, when fint's atoms on it fall. By this dear lady's strict commandement

The Tramontane, which thy fair course directs, To celebrate this day I here am sent.

Thy counsels shall approve by their effects; But whether is this Heaven, which stars do crown, Justice, kept low by giants, wrongs, and jars, Or are Heaven's Aaming splendours here come Thou shalt relieve, and crown with glistering stars; down

Whom nought, save law of force, could keep in To beautify this nether world with me?

awe,
Such state and glory did e'er shepherd see? Thou shalt tum clients to the force of law;
My wits my sense mistrust, and stay amaz'd; Thon arms shalt brandish for thine own defence,
No eye on fairer objects ever gaz'd.

Wrongs to repel, and guard weak innocence,
Sure this is Heaven; for ev'ry wand'ring star, Which to thy last effort thou shalt uphold,
Forsaking those great orbs where whirl'd they are, As oak the jvy which it doth enfold.
All dismal, sad aspects abandoning,

All overcome, at last thyself o'ercome,
Are here met to salute some gracious king. Thou shalt make passion yield to reason's doom:
Nor is it strange if they Heaven's height neglect; For smiles of Fortune shall not raise thy mind,
It of undoubted worth is the effect:

Nor shall disasters make it e'er declin'd:
Then this it is, thy presence, royal youth,

True Honour shall reside within the court,
Hath brought them here within an azimuth, Sobriety and Truth there still resort;
To tell by me, their herald, coming things,

Keep promis'd faith, thou shalt all treacheries
And what each fate to her steru distaff sings: Detest, and fawning parasites despise ;
Heaven's volume to unclasp, rast pages spread, Thou, others to make rich, shalt not make poor
Mysterious golden cyphers clear to read.

Thyself, but give, that thou may'st still give more; Hear then the augur of thy future days,

Thou shalt no paranymph raise to high place, And what the starry senate of thee says;

For frizzled locks, quaint pace, or painted face: For, what is firm decreed in Heaven above, On gorgeous raiments, womanizing toys, La vain on Earth strive mortals to improve. The works of worms, and what a moth destroys,

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