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INTRODUCTION TO THE PRINCE.
Far hence the tribe, whose servile arts delude, And teach the great to spurn the multitude. Are those unworthy of the royal heir, Who claim the future monarch's duteous care? Still may thy thoughts the godlike task pursue, And to the many ne'er prefer the few! Still may’st thou fly thy fortune's specious friends, Who deal forth sov’reign grace to private ends ; In narrow streams divert the copious tide, Exalt one sect and damn the world beside : While with false lights directing partial rule, The lord of nations falls a party's tool. Such there have been--and such, in truth's despite, Disgrac'd the cause of liberty and right. But thou shalt rise superior to their arts, And fix thy empire in a people's hearts.
Nor hence may faction boast her favour'd claim, Where selfish passions borrow virtue's name: Free government alone preserves the free, And righteous rule is gen’ral liberty; Their guiding law is freedom's native voice, The public good defin’d by public choice, And justly should the bold offenders fall, Who dare invade the sov'reign rights of all; A king who proudly makes these claims his own, Or they whose rage would shake a lawful throne. From truths like these proceeds a right divine, And may the pow'r that rais’d, preserve thy scep
Is there, or do the schoolmen dream?
The delegate of heav'n,
By special grace is giv'n?
Then say, what signs this god proclaim ?
A throne his hallow'd shrine ?
Strange proofs of pow'r divine.
If service due from human kind,
Can form a sov’reign's claim :
Ye idiots, blind and lamel
Superior virtue, wisdom, might,
So reason must conclude;
Thrice sacred multitude !
In thee, vast All! are these contain'd,
So nature's systems roll :
Great monarch! mighly whole !
Let the proud tyrant rest his cause
And host's or senate's voice !
gave the species choice.
Unsanctify'd by thy command,
The trembling slave may bind.
The unassenting mind.
Thy will's thy rule, thy good its end;
What parent nature gave :
Thy victim or thy slave,
Thus reason founds the just decree
Not private rights resign'd:
To hurt the gen'ral kind.
Thee justice guides, thee right maintains,
Thy injur'd weal impair.
Thy temper'd counsels share.
Each instance of thy vengeful rage,
Though malice swell the sum,
Or Sylla's hippodrome.
But thine has been imputed blame,
The rabble weak and loud ;
A more ignoble crowd.
Avails it thee, if one devours,
While both thy claim oppose ?
Alike to thee were foes.
Far other shone fair Freedom's hand,
When Hampden fought for thee :
Of arts and industry.
On thee yet foams the preacher's rage,
A false apostate train :
Thy thousands strew the plain.