In open prospect nothing bounds our eye,
  Until the earth seems join’d unto the sky: 
  So, in this hemisphere, our utmost view
  Is only bounded by our king and you: 
  Our sight is limited where you are join’d,
  And beyond that no farther heaven can find. 
  So well your virtues do with his agree,
  That, though your orbs of different greatness be,
  Yet both are for each other’s use disposed,
  His to enclose, and yours to be enclosed. 40
  Nor could another in your room have been,
  Except an emptiness had come between. 
  Well may he then to you his cares impart,
  And share his burden where he shares his heart. 
  In you his sleep still wakes; his pleasures find
  Their share of business in your labouring mind. 
  So when the weary sun his place resigns,
  He leaves his light, and by reflection shines.

    Justice, that sits and frowns where public laws
  Exclude soft mercy from a private cause, 50
  In your tribunal most herself does please;
  There only smiles because she lives at ease;
  And, like young David, finds her strength the more,
  When disencumber’d from those arms she wore. 
  Heaven would our royal master should exceed
  Most in that virtue which we most did need;
  And his mild father (who too late did find
  All mercy vain but what with power was join’d)
  His fatal goodness left to fitter times,
  Not to increase, but to absolve, our crimes:  60
  But when the heir of this vast treasure knew
  How large a legacy was left to you
  (Too great for any subject to retain),
  He wisely tied it to the crown again: 
  Yet, passing through your hands, it gathers more,
  As streams, through mines, bear tincture of their ore. 
  While empiric politicians use deceit,
  Hide what they give, and cure but by a cheat;
  You boldly show that skill which they pretend,
  And work by means as noble as your end:  70
  Which should you veil, we might unwind the clew,
  As men do nature, till we came to you. 
  And as the Indies were not found, before
  Those rich perfumes, which, from the happy shore,
  The winds upon their balmy wings convey’d,
  Whose guilty sweetness first their world betray’d;
  So by your counsels we are brought to view
  A rich and undiscover’d world in you. 
  By you our monarch does that fame assure,
  Which kings must have, or cannot live secure:  80
  For prosperous princes gain their subjects’ heart,
  Who love that praise in which themselves have part. 
  By you he fits those subjects to obey,
  As heaven’s eternal Monarch does convey
  His power unseen, and man to his designs,
  By his bright ministers the stars, inclines.