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Though crown'd thou wert not, nor a king by birth, That Piety unmasked shows her face,
That the Saturnian world is come again,
And Discord, Hate, Fraud, with encumbers, çease ;
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;
That fury is enchain'd, disarmed wrath,
That vultures prey not on the harmless dove;
That Hyperion far beyond his bed
That Rhein with hence-brought beams his bosom
Whom state not honours, but who honours state;
Young, kept by wonder from home-bred alarms,
Old, sav'd by wonder from pale traitors' harms;
Let others boast of blood and spoils of foes, If Brutus knew the bliss thy rule doth give,
Ev'n Brutus joy would under thee to live :
For thou thy people dost so dearly love,
If you your heaven-sent good could duly prize;
Prize only summer's sweet and musked breath,
When armed winters threaten is with death ;
And by sad poverty discern of wealth:
These days shall be 'bove other far esteem'd,
And like Augustus' palmy reign be deem'd.
Of Henries, Edwards, famous for their fights,
Their neighbour conquests, orders new of knights,
If grey-hair’d Proteus' songs the truth not miss,
There is a land, hence distant many miles,
Out-reaching fiction and Atlantic isles;
That Murder, Rapine, Lust, are fled to Hell, Shall, rear him statues all of purest gold,
AT HIS ENTERING HIS CITY OF EDINBURGH.
This is that king, who should make right each wrong, | And chides, perhaps, thy coming to the North,
Run on, great prince! thy course in glory's way, So of thine own still may'st thou be desir'd,
So may thy high exploits at last make eren
KING OF GREAT BRITAIN, FRANCE, AND IRELAND, Have now regain'd their former heat and light. Here grow green woods, here silver brooks do glide, Here meadows stretch them out with painted pride; Delivered from the Pageants the 15th of June, 1633. Embroid'ring all the banks, here bills aspire To crown their heads with the ethereal fire; Hills, bulwarks of our freedom, giant walls, Which never friends did slight, nor sword made
AN INTENDED thralls: Each circling flood 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 abando 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 locks 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 ackdos. And, not impal'd, the deep-mouth'd hounds do shun; ledge her yours, and her inhabitants your most The rough-foot hare safe in our bushes shrouds, bumble and affectionate subjects; and to believe, And long-wing'd hawks do perch amidst our clouds. how many souls are within her circuits, so many 'The wanton wood-nympbs of the verdant spring, lives are devoted to your sacred person and crown. Blue, golden, purple flow'rs shall to thee bring; And here, sir, she offers, by me, to the altar of Foer Pomona's fruits the Panisks, Thetis' gyrles glory, whole hecatombs of most happy 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 govertThe 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,
you, sir, (who are the strong key of this little world Sabæan odours, myrrh, and sweet perfumes : of Great Britain) with these keys, which cast op 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 inceuse 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
Ab! 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 have shined through ibeir 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 claim'd in thee,
heat, than the glory of your presence at this time
young at the sight of so gracious a prince: the
REPRESENTING THE KINGDOM.
tion of their hearts, so in this nation, the affection | Doth guard this isle, or all those forts and tow'rs
Which here, great king! they offer up to thee,
More is it to deserve a diadem.
Vouchsafe, blest people, ravish'd here with me,
Meek, wise, just, valiant, whose radiant shine
Gilding the night, enlight'neth every soul,
To guard the innocent from tyrants' rage;
A prince that, though of none he stands in awe,
Yet first subjects himself to his own law;
Honour his valour, zeal, his piety more;
High value what you hold, him deep engrave
In your heart's heart, from whom all good ye have;
0! love this prince with an eternal love.
That good he reach by sweetness of his sway,
That ev’n bis 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;
That your begun felicities may last,
That victory his brave exploits attend,
Till his great deeds all former deeds surmount,
That when his well-spent care all care becalms,
And rearing up fair trophies, that Heaven may
SONG OF THE MUSES AT PARNASSUS.
At length we see those eyes,
BY THE PLANETS.
Here, could thy prince still stay,
And soar as high as just desires may climb;
O halcyonian, clear, and happy day! Now majesty and love
From sorry wights let sorrow fly away. Combin'd are from above;
And vex antarctic climes; great Britain's woes Prince never sceptre sway'd,
Vanish, for joy now in her zenith glows.
The old Lacadian 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 fames of sweet de
And many lustres at a perfect height
Sball 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 would waste ;
As when thy peerless parent did it sway; Grief follows sweet delight,
Ne'er turning wrinkled in time's endless length, As day 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.
Love, justice, honour, innocence renew,
Men's sprights with white simplicity indue;
Make all to leave in plenty's ceaseless store
With equal shares, none wishing to have more.
forth, • ENDYMION.
And lands to gardens turn, of equal worth;
Life (long) shall not be thrall'd to mortal dates: Rous'd from the Latmian 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 hid, apart From mortal wights, to ease her love-sick heart, As young as when she did me first enclose, Delight of Heaven! sole honour of the earth! As fresh in beauty as the morning rose,
Jove (courting thine ascendant) at thy birth Endymion, that whilom kept my Bocks
Proclaimed thee a king, and made it true, Upon lonja's flow'ry bills and rocks,
That to thy worth great monarchies 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 flint'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 flaming splendours here come Thou shalt relieve, and crown with glistering stars; down
Whom nought, save law of force, could keep is To beautify this nether world with me?
Wrongs to repel, and guard weak innocence,
All overcome, at last thyself o'ercome,
Nor shall disasters make it e'er declin'd:
True Honour shall reside within the court,
Keep promis'd faith, thou shalt all treacheries
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, In vain on Earth strive mortals to improve. The works of worms, and what a moth destross
The maze of fools, thou shalt no treasure spend,
The Acidalian queen amidst thy bays
Shall twine her myrtles, grant thee pleasant days ; With walls and ports encircle Neptune's shore; She did make clear thy house, and, with her light, To new-found worlds thy fleets make hold their Of churlish stars put back the dismal spight; course,
The Hymenean bed fair brood shall grace, And find of Canada the unknown source ;
Which on the Earth continue shall their race; People those lands which pass Arabian fields While Flora's treasure shall the meads endear; In fragrant woods, and musk which zephyr yields. While sweet Pomona rose-cheek'd fruits shall bear; Thou, fear'd of none, shalt not thy people fear, While Phæbus' beams her brother's emulates : Thy people's love thy greatness shall up-rear: Thus Heavens decree, so have ordain'd the Fates. Still rigoar shall not shine, and mercy lower ; What love can do, thou shalt not do by power ; New and vast taxes thou shalt not extort,
MERCURY Load heavy those thy bounty should support; Thou shalt not strike the hinge nor master-beam GREAT Atlas' nephew shall the works of peace, Of thine estate, but errours in the same,
The springs of plenty, tillage, trade, increase ; By harmless justice, graciously reform;
And arts, in time's gulphs lost, agaiu restore Delighting more in calm than roaring storm,
To their perfection; nay, find many more, Thou shalt govern in peace, as did thy sire;
More perfect artists : Cyclops in their forge Keep safe thine own, and kingdoms new acquire
Shall mould those brazen Typhons, which disgorge Beyond Alcides' pillars, and those bounds
From their hard bowels metal, flame, and smoke, Where Alexander gain'd the eastern crowns,
Muffling the air up in a sable cloke. Till thou the greatest be among the greats:
Geryons, harpies, dragons, sphinges strange, Tbus Heavens ordain, so have decreed the Fates. Wheel, where in spacious gires the fume doth range;
The sea shrinks at the blow, shake doth the ground,
The world's vast chambers doth the sound rebound; MARS.
The Stygian porter leaveth off to bark, Son of the lion ! thou of loathsome bands
Black Jove, appall'd, doth shroud him in the dark; Shalt free the Earth, and whate'er thee with Maay a Typhis, in adventures tossid,
By new-found skill shall many a maiden coast stands
With thy sail-winged Argoses find out, Thy noble paws shall tear; the god of Thrace
Which, like the Sun, shall run the Earth ,about; Shall be thy second; and before thy face, To Truth and Justice whilst thou trophies rears,
And far beyond his paths score wavy ways,
To Cathay's lands by Hyperborean seas; Armies shall fall dismay'd with panic fears.
He shall endue thee, both in peace and war, As when Aurora in sky's azure lists
With wisdom, which than strength is better far; Makes shadows vanish, doth disperse the mists,
Wealth, honour, arms, and arts shall gracethy states: And in a twinkling with her opal light
Thus Heavens ordain, so do decree the Fates. Night's horroirs checketh, putting stars to fight : More to inflame thee to this noble task, To thce he here resigns his sword and casque. A wall of dying castles, armed pines, Shall bridge thy sea; like Heaven with steel that how the fair queen with the golden maids, sbines
The sun of night, thy happy fortunes aids ! To aid Earth's tenants by foul yokes opprest, Though turban'd princes for a badge her wear, And fill with fears the great king of the west: To them she wains, to thee would full appear; To thee already Victory displays
Her hand-maid Thetis daily walks the round Her garlands twin'd with olive, oak, and bays; About thy Delos, that no force it wound; Thy triumphs finish shall all old debates :
Then wheu thou left'st it, and abroad didst stray, Thus Heavens decree, so have ordaind the Fates. Dear pilgrim, she did strew with flowers thy way;
And, turning foreign force and counsel vain,
Quailing Medusa's grim snakes with her shine. WEALTH, wisdom, glory, pleasure, stoutest hearts,
Beneath thy reign Discord (fell mischief's forge, Religioa, laws, Hyperion imparts
The bane of people, state and kingdom's scourge,) To thy just reign, which shall far, far surpass
Pale Envy (with the cockatrice's eye,
Which seeing kills, but seen doth forth with die,)
Malice, Deceit, Rebellion, Impudence, So darken shall the lustre of these days :
Beyond the Garamants shall pack them hence, For in fair Virtue's zodiac thou shalt run,
With every monster that thy glory bates : And in the Heaven of worthies be the Sun.
Thus Heavens decree, so have ordain'd the Fates.
That beretofore to thy heroic mind