now our royal Care:
We lately fix'd our Vice-roy there.
How near was she to be undone,
Till pious Love inspir'd her Son!
What cannot our Vice-gerent do,
As Poet, and as Patriot too?
Let his Success our Subjects sway,
Our Inspirations to obey:
Let beaten Paths no more be trac'd;
But study to correct your Taste.