BUT why should I in feeble Numbers tell
Those Virtues, which your Actions paint so well?
For all the Actions of your Life proclaim
A Subject's loyal Love, a Patriot's Fame.
Your Care to keep the People's Int'rest sure,
Your Zeal to guard the Prince's Crown secure,
Make Prince and People both espouse your ;
Witness their latest Choice, and loud ;
When crowded Streets with Acclamations rung,
And CLAYTON's Praises dwelt on ev'ry Tongue;
Parties themselves agreed your Worth to boast,
Or differ'd only, who should praise it most;
While tim'rous Candidates the  declin'd,
And, to your nobler Brow, the Palm resign'd:
So fly the Stars before the rising Sun;
And, from his brighter Beams withdraw their own.