Classic Poem

XXI

The Golden Scepter noble Rutland bore,
In whose rich Veins the Royal Purple Springs
From mighty YORK ! whose conqu'ring Arms of yore
Could sway the Fortunes, and the Fates of Kings :
Still to the juster side they brought their Swords ,
And many a Glorious field the wond'rous Name Records .

Next view a Hero in His [proper] Sphere,
While Beauford do's the Sacred Circle bear,
A Prince ! whom Heav'n and Nature form'd to move
The ill-maner'd World to Reverence , and to Love .
A Prince ! so truly brave, so greatly good,
That when in after Ages Men would Fame ,
Some future Hero with the Noblest Name,
Whose constant Loyalty undaunted stood,
Preserv'd it self in its divinest forms
Amidst a Thousand meeting Storms ;
A second BEAUFORD's Name the youth shall Crown,
And over pay His Glory and Renown .