Let me (tho' Statesmen will no doubt resist,
And to my eyes present a fearful lift
Of men, whose wills are opposite to mine,
Of men, great men, determin'd to resign)
Let me (with firmness, which becomes a King,
Conscious from what a source my actions spring,
Determin'd not by worlds to be withstood,
When my grand object is my Country's Good)
Unravel all low Ministerial scenes,
Destroy their jobs, lay bare their ways and means,
And track them step by step; let me well know
How Places, Pensions, and Preferments go,
Why Guilt's provided for, when Worth is not,
And why one Man of merit is forgot,
Let me in Peace, in War, Supreme preside,
And dare to know my way without a Guide.