To the Honourable Mrs. Draper

Noble, lovely, and judicious,
Making worth thy aim and prize,
Hear the verse the muse officious
Now presents thee to revise.

Thine is exquisite discernment,
Zealous for thy country's cause
Thou hast heap'd the best preferment
On the prince of all applause.

Thus I greet thee at a distance,
Checking love by learning awe;
Grandeur gives the muse assistance,
And the lighter thoughts withdraw.

All ideas are untainted
When we think on heav'nly things;
Cherubs without sex are painted,
Form'd alone of heads and wings.

When of Cherubs we conjecture,
'Tis because we dwell on thee;
Looks and life thou art a lecture
On th' angelical degree.

Take the laurel for thy frontlet,
On thy breast the myrtles place,
For young Draper wears the gauntlet
Of all chivalry and grace.
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