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[iv] Iove.

Delight of heaven, sole honour of the earth,
Iove (courting thine ascendant) at thy birth
Proclaimed thee a King, and made it true,
That Emperies should to thy worth be due,
He gave thee what was good, and what was great,
What did belong to love, and what to state,
Rare gifts whose ardors turne the hearts of all,
Like tunder when flint attomes on it fall;
The Tramontane which thy faire course directs,
Thy counsells shall approve by their effects;
Iustice kept low by grants, and wrongs, and jarres,
Thou shalt relieve, and crowne with glistering starres,
Whom nought save law of force could keepe in awe
Thou shalt turne Clients to the force of law,
Thou armes shalt brandish for thine owne defence,
Wrongs to repell, and guard weake innocence,
Which to thy last effort thou shalt uphold,
As Oake the Ivy which it doth infold;
All overcome, at last thy selfe orecome,
Thou shalt make passion yield to reasons doome:
For smiles of fortune shall not raise thy mind,
Nor dismall most disasters turne declin'd,
True Honour shall reside within thy Court,
Sobrietie, and Truth there still resort,
Keepe promis'd faith thou shalt, Supercheries
Detest, and beagling Marmosets despise,
Thou, others to make rich, shalt not make poore
Thy selfe, but give that thou mayst still give more;
Thou shalt no Paranymph raise to high place,
For frizl'd locks, quaint pace, or painted face;
On gorgeous rayments, womanising toyes,
The workes of wormes, and what a Moth destroyes,
The Maze of fooles, thou shalt no treasure spend,
Thy charge to immortality shall tend,
Raise Pallaces, and Temples vaulted high,
Rivers ore arch, of hospitality,
Of Sciences the ruin'd Innes restore,
With walls and ports incircle Neptunes shore,
To new found worlds thy Fleets make hold their course,
And find of Canada the unknowne Sourse,
People those Lands which passe Arabian fields
In fragrant Wood and Muske which Zephyre yields;
Thou fear'd of none, shalt not thy people feare,
Thy peoples love thy greatnesse shall up-reare,
Still rigour shall not shine, and mercy lower,
What love can doe thou shalt not doe by power,
New and vast taxes thou shalt not extort,
Load heavy those thy bounty should support,
By harmlesse Iustice graciously reforme,
Delighting more in calme then roaring storme,
Thou shalt governe in peace as did thy Sire,
Keepe, save thine owne, and kingdomes new acquire,
Beyond Alcides Pillars, and those bounds
Where Alexanders fame till now resounds,
Till thou the greatest be among the Greats;
Thus heavens ordaine, so doe decree the Faits.