104:01,000@@@@@| 104:01,000[' ]| 104:01,000[' ]| 104:01,001[' ]| While flattering crowds officiously appear 104:01,002[' ]| To$9$ give themselves, not you, an happy year; 104:01,003[' ]| And by$4$ the greatness of their presents prove 104:01,004[' ]| How much they hope, but not how well they love; 104:01,005[' ]| The muses (who$6#1$ your early courtship boast, 104:01,006[' ]| Though now your flames are with their beauty lost) 104:01,007[' ]| Yet watch their time, that$3$ if you have forgot 104:01,008[' ]| They were your mistresses, the world may not: 104:01,009[' ]| Decayed by$4$ time and wars, they only prove 104:01,010[' ]| Their former beauty by$4$ your former love; 104:01,011[' ]| And now present, as ancient ladies do 104:01,012[' ]| That$6#1$ courted long at length are forced to$9$ woo. 104:01,013[' ]| For$3$ still they look on$4$ you with such kind eyes 104:01,014[' ]| As those that$6#1$ see the church's sovereign rise 104:01,015[' ]| From their own order chose, in$4$ whose high state 104:01,016[' ]| They think themselves the second choice of Fate. 104:01,017[' ]| When our great monarch into exile went 104:01,018[' ]| Wit and religion suffered banishment: 104:01,019[' ]| Thus once when Troy was wrapped in$4$ fire and smoke 104:01,020[' ]| The helpless gods their burning shrines forsook; 104:01,021[' ]| They with the vanquished prince and party go, 104:01,022[' ]| And leave their temples empty to$4$ the foe: 104:01,023[' ]| At length the muses stand restored again 104:01,024[' ]| To$4$ that$6#2$ great charge which$6#1$ Nature did ordain; 104:01,025[' ]| And their loved Druids seem revived by$4$ Fate 104:01,026[' ]| While you dispense the laws and guide the state. 104:01,027[' ]| The nation's soul (our monarch) does dispense 104:01,028[' ]| Through you to$4$ us his vital influence; 104:01,029[' ]| You are the channel where those spirits flow, 104:01,030[' ]| And work them higher as to$4$ us they go. 104:01,031[' ]| In$4$ open prospect nothing bounds our eye 104:01,032[' ]| Until the earth seems joined unto the sky: 104:01,033[' ]| So$3$ in$4$ this hemisphere our utmost view 104:01,034[' ]| Is only bounded by$4$ our king and you: 104:01,035[' ]| Our sight is limited where you are joined 104:01,036[' ]| And beyond that$6#2$ no$2$ farther heaven can find. 104:01,037[' ]| So$5#1$ well your virtues do with his agree 104:01,038[' ]| That$3$ though your orbs of different greatness be, 104:01,039[' ]| Yet both are for$4$ each other's use disposed, 104:01,040[' ]| His to$9$ enclose, and yours to$9$ be enclosed. 104:01,041[' ]| Nor could another in$4$ your room have been 104:01,042[' ]| Except an emptiness had come between. 104:01,043[' ]| Well may he then to$4$ you his cares impart, 104:01,044[' ]| And share his burden where he shares his heart. 104:01,045[' ]| In$4$ you his sleep still wakes; his pleasures find 104:01,046[' ]| Their share of business in$4$ your labouring mind. 104:01,047[' ]| So$3$ when the weary sun his place resigns 104:01,048[' ]| He leaves his light and by$4$ reflection shines. 104:01,049[' ]| Justice that$6#1$ sits and frowns where public laws 104:01,050[' ]| Exclude soft mercy from a private cause, 104:01,051[' ]| In$4$ your tribunal most her self does please; 104:01,052[' ]| There only smiles because she lives at ease; 104:01,053[' ]| And like$4$ young David finds her strength the more 104:01,054[' ]| When disencumbered from those arms she wore: 104:01,055[' ]| Heaven would your royal master should exceed 104:01,056[' ]| Most in$4$ that$6#2$ virtue which$6#1$ we most did need, 104:01,057[' ]| And his mild father (who$6#1$ too late did find 104:01,058[' ]| All mercy vain but what with power was joined,) 104:01,059[' ]| His fatal goodness left to$4$ fitter times, 104:01,060[' ]| Not to$9$ increase but to$9$ absolve our crimes: 104:01,061[' ]| But when the heir of this vast treasure knew 104:01,062[' ]| How large a legacy was left to$4$ you, 104:01,063[' ]| (Too great for$4$ any subject to$9$ retain) 104:01,064[' ]| He wisely tied it to$4$ the crown again: 104:01,065[' ]| Yet passing through your hands it gathers more, 104:01,066[' ]| As streams through mines bear tincture of their ore. 104:01,067[' ]| While empiric politicians use deceit, 104:01,068[' ]| Hide what they give, and cure but by$4$ a cheat; 104:01,069[' ]| You boldly show that$6#2$ skill which$6#1$ they pretend, 104:01,070[' ]| And work by$4$ means as noble as your end: 104:01,071[' ]| Which$6#1$, should you veil, we might unwind the clue 104:01,072[' ]| As men do nature, till we came to$4$ you. 104:01,073[' ]| And as the Indies were not found before 104:01,074[' ]| Those rich perfumes, which$6#1$ from the happy shore 104:01,075[' ]| The winds upon$4$ their balmy wings conveyed, 104:01,076[' ]| Whose guilty sweetness first their world betrayed; 104:01,077[' ]| So$3$ by$4$ your counsels we are brought to$9$ view 104:01,078[' ]| A rich and undiscovered world in$4$ you. 104:01,079[' ]| By$4$ you our monarch does that$6#2$ fame assure 104:01,080[' ]| Which$6#1$ kings must have or can not live secure: 104:01,081[' ]| For$3$ prosperous princes gain their subjects' heart, 104:01,082[' ]| Who$6#1$ love that$6#2$ praise in$4$ which$6#1$ themselves have part: 104:01,083[' ]| By$4$ you he fits those subjects to$9$ obey, 104:01,084[' ]| As heaven's eternal monarch does convey 104:01,085[' ]| His power unseen, and man to$4$ his designs, 104:01,086[' ]| By$4$ his bright ministers the stars, inclines. 104:01,087[' ]| Our setting sun from his declining seat 104:01,088[' ]| Shot beams of kindness on$4$ you, not of heat: 104:01,089[' ]| And when his love was bounded in$4$ a few, 104:01,090[' ]| That$6#1$ were unhappy that$3$ they might be true; 104:01,091[' ]| Made you the favourite of his last sad times, 104:01,092[' ]| That$6#1$ is a sufferer in$4$ his subjects' crimes: 104:01,093[' ]| Thus those first favours you received were sent 104:01,094[' ]| Like$4$ heaven's rewards, in$4$ earthly punishment. 104:01,095[' ]| Yet Fortune conscious of your destiny 104:01,096[' ]| Even then took care to$9$ lay you softly by$5$: 104:01,097[' ]| And wrapped your fate among her precious things, 104:01,098[' ]| Kept fresh to$9$ be unfolded with your kings. 104:01,099[' ]| Shown all at once you dazzled so$5#1$ our eyes, 104:01,100[' ]| As new-born Pallas did the gods surprise; 104:01,101[' ]| When springing forth from Jove's new-closing wound 104:01,102[' ]| She struck the warlike spear into the ground; 104:01,103[' ]| Which$6#1$ sprouting leaves did suddenly enclose, 104:01,104[' ]| And peaceful olives shaded as they rose. 104:01,105[' ]| How strangely active are the arts of peace, 104:01,106[' ]| Whose restless motions less than wars do cease! 104:01,107[' ]| Peace is not freed from labour but from noise; 104:01,108[' ]| And war more force but not more pains employs; 104:01,109[' ]| Such is the mighty swiftness of your mind 104:01,110[' ]| That$3$ (like$4$ the earth's) it leaves our sense behind; 104:01,111[' ]| While you so$5#1$ smoothly turn and roll our sphere, 104:01,112[' ]| That$6#2$ rapid motion does but rest appear. 104:01,113[' ]| For$3$ as Nature's swiftness, with the throng 104:01,114[' ]| Of flying orbs while ours is born along, 104:01,115[' ]| All seems at rest to$4$ the deluded eye: 104:01,116[' ]| (Moved by$4$ the soul of the same harmony) 104:01,117[' ]| So$3$ carried on$5$ by$4$ your unwearied care 104:01,118[' ]| We rest in$4$ peace and yet in$4$ motion share. 104:01,119[' ]| Let envy then those crimes within you see 104:01,120[' ]| From which$6#1$ the happy never must be free; 104:01,121[' ]| (Envy that$6#1$ does with misery reside, 104:01,122[' ]| The joy and the revenge of ruined pride;) 104:01,123[' ]| Think it not hard if at so$5#1$ cheap a rate 104:01,124[' ]| You can secure the constancy of Fate, 104:01,125[' ]| Whose kindness sent, what does their malice seem, 104:01,126[' ]| By$4$ lesser ills the greater to$9$ redeem. 104:01,127[' ]| Nor can we this weak shower a tempest call 104:01,128[' ]| But drops of heat that$6#1$ in$4$ the sunshine fall. 104:01,129[' ]| You have already wearied Fortune so$5#1$ 104:01,130[' ]| She can no$2$ farther be your friend or foe; 104:01,131[' ]| But sits all breathless, and admires to$9$ feel 104:01,132[' ]| A fate so$5#1$ weighty that$3$ it stops her wheel. 104:01,133[' ]| In$4$ all things else above our humble fate 104:01,134[' ]| Your equal mind yet swells not into state, 104:01,135[' ]| But like$4$ some mountain in$4$ those happy isles 104:01,136[' ]| Where in$4$ perpetual spring young Nature smiles, 104:01,137[' ]| Your greatness shows: no$2$ horror to$9$ affright 104:01,138[' ]| But trees for$4$ shade, and flowers to$9$ court the sight; 104:01,139[' ]| Sometimes the hill submits itself a while 104:01,140[' ]| In$4$ small descents, which$6#1$ do its height beguile; 104:01,141[' ]| And sometimes mounts, but so$5#2$ as billows play 104:01,142[' ]| Whose rise not hinders but makes short our way. 104:01,143[' ]| Your brow which$6#1$ does no$2$ fear of thunder know 104:01,144[' ]| Sees rolling tempests vainly beat below: 104:01,145[' ]| And (like$4$ Olympus top,) the impression wears 104:01,146[' ]| Of love and friendship writ in$4$ former years. 104:01,147[' ]| Yet unimpaired with labours or with time 104:01,148[' ]| Your age but seems to$4$ a new youth to$9$ climb. 104:01,149[' ]| Thus heavenly bodies do our time beget; 104:01,150[' ]| And measure change, but share no$2$ part of it. 104:01,151[' ]| And still it shall without a weight increase, 104:01,152[' ]| Like$4$ this new-year, whose motions never cease; 104:01,153[' ]| For$3$ since the glorious course you have begun 104:01,154[' ]| Is led by$4$ CHARLES, as that$6#2$ is by$4$ the sun, 104:01,155[' ]| It must both weightless and immortal prove, 104:01,156[' ]| Because the centre of it is above.