If Rome’s great senate cou’d not wield that sword
  Which of the conquer’d world had made them lord,
  What hope had our’s, while yet their pow’r was new,
  To rule victorious armies, but by you?

  You, that had taught them to subdue their foes,
  Cou’d order teach, and their high sp’rits compose: 
  To ev’ry duty you’d their minds engage,
  Provoke their courage, and command their rage.

  So when a lion shakes his dreadful mane,
  And angry grows; if he that first took pain
  To tame his youth, approach the haughty beast,
  He bends to him, but frights away the rest.

  As the vext world, to find repose, at last
  Itself into Augustus’ arms did cast: 
  So England now doth, with like toil opprest,
  Her weary head upon your bosom rest.

  Then let the muses, with such notes as these,
  Instruct us what belongs unto our peace;
  Your battles they hereafter shall indite,
  And draw the image of our Mars in fight;

  Tell of towns storm’d, of armies overcome,
  Of mighty kingdoms by your conduct won,
  How, while you thunder’d, clouds of dust did choak
  Contending troops, and seas lay hid in smoke.

  Illustrious acts high raptures do infuse,
  And ev’ry conqueror creates a muse;
  Here in low strains your milder deeds we sing,
  But there, my lord, we’ll bays and olive bring,

  To crown your head; while you in triumph ride
  O’er vanquish’d nations, and the sea beside: 
  While all your neighbour princes unto you,
  Like Joseph’s sheaves, pay reverence and bow.

Footnotes: 
1.  The ancient seat of the Sydneys family in Kent; now in the
   possession of William Perry, esq; whose lady is niece to the late
   Sydney, earl of Leicester.  A small, but excellent poem upon this
   delightful seat, was published by an anonymous hand, in 1750,
   entitled, Penshurst. See Monthly Review, vol.  II. page 331.
2.  Life, p. 8, 9.
3.  History of the Rebellion, Edit.  Oxon. 1707, 8vo.

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JohnOgilby,

This poet, who was likewise an eminent Geographer and Cosmographer, was born near Edinburgh in the year 1600[1].  His father, who was of an ancient and genteel family, having spent his estate, and being prisoner in the King’s Bench for debt, could give his son but little education at school; but our author, who, in his early years discovered the most invincible industry, obtained a little knowledge in the Latin grammar, and afterwards so much money, as not only to procure his father’s discharge from prison, but also to bind himself apprentice to Mr. Draper a dancing master in Holbourn, London.  Soon after, by his dexterity in his profession, and his complaisant behaviour to his master’s employers, he obtained the favour of them to lend him as much money as to buy out the remaining part of his time,