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Show 62 P 0 E M S. And in the luftre of your Eyes alone, H o w near you were allied to the Throne: Which yet doth leflen you, who cannot need Thofe bright advantages which you exceed. For you are fuch, that your Defcent from Kings Receives more Honour from you than it brings: As much above their Glories as our Toil. A Court to you were but a handfom foil. And if w e name the Stock on which you grew, 'Tis rather to do right to it than you: For thofe that would your greateft fplendour fee, Muft read your Soul more than your Pedigree. For as the facred Temple had without Beauty to feed thofe eyes that gaz'd about, And yet had riches, ftate, and wonder more, For thofe that ftood within the fhining door; But in the Holy Place the admitted few, Luftre receiv'd and Infpiration too : So though your Glories in your Face be feen, And fo much bright Inftruction in your Meen ; You are not known but where you will impart The treafures of your more illuftrious Heart. Religion all her odours flieds on you, W h o by obeying vindicate her too : For that rich Beam of Heaven was almoft In nice Difputes and falfe Pretences loft; So doubly injur'd, fhe could fcarce fubfift Betwixt the Hypocrite and Cafuift ; Till you by great Example did convince Us of her nature and her refidence. And chofe to fliew her face, and eafe her grief, I efs by your Arguments than by your Life \ Which if it fhould be copied out, would be A folid Body of Divinity. Your Principle and Practice light would give W h a t w e fhould do , and what w e fhould believe For the extenfive Knowledge you profefs, You do acquire with more eafe than confefs, P 0 E Ms. And as by you Knowledge has thus obtain*d T o be refin'd, and then to be explain'd : So in return fhe ufeful is to you, In Practice and in Contemplation too. For by t^ie various fuccours fhe hath lent, You act with Judgement, and think with Content. Yet thofe vaft Parts with fuch a Temper meet, That you can lay them at Religion's feet. Nor is it half fo bold as it is true, That Virtue is her felf oblig'd to you : For being dreft in your fubduing Charms, She conquers more than did the Roman Arms. W e fee in you how much that Malice ly'd That ftuck on Goodnefs any fullen Pride -, And that the harfhnefs fome Profeffors wear Falls to their own, and not R elision's fiiare. But your bright fweetnefs if it but appear, Reclaims the bad, and foftens the auftere. M e n talk'd of Honour too but could not tell What was the fecret of that active fpeli. That beauteous Mantle they to divers lent Yet wonder d what the mighty nothing meant. Some did confine her to a worthy Fame, And fome to Royal Parents gave her Name. You having claim unto her either way, By what a King could give, a world could pay, Have a more living Honour in your breft, Which juftifies, and yet obfeures the reft \ A Principle from Fame and Pomp unty'd, So truly high that it defpifes Pride $ Buving good actions at the deareft rate, Looks down on ill with as much fcorn as hate ; Acts things fo generous and bravely hard, And in obliging finds fo much Reward ; So felf-denying great, fo firmly juft, Apt to confer, ftrid to preferve a Truft; That all whofe' Honour would be jtfftified, Muft by your ftandards Live it ftamp'd and tried. |