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Presented On New Year's Day	A
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My Lord	B
While flattering crowds officiously appear	C
To give themselves not you a happy year	C
And by the greatness of their presents prove	D
How much they hope but not how well they love	E
The Muses who your early courtship boast	F
Though now your flames are with their beauty lost	G
Yet watch their time that if you have forgot	H
They were your mistresses the world may not	H
Decay'd by time and wars they only prove	D
Their former beauty by your former love	E
And now present as ancient ladies do	I
That courted long at length are forced to woo	I
For still they look on you with such kind eyes	J
As those that see the church's sovereign rise	J
From their own order chose in whose high state	K
They think themselves the second choice of fate	K
When our great monarch into exile went	L
Wit and religion suffer'd banishment	M
Thus once when Troy was wrapp'd in fire and smoke	N
The helpless gods their burning shrines forsook	O
They with the vanquish'd prince and party go	P
And leave their temples empty to the foe	P
At length the Muses stand restored again	Q
To that great charge which Nature did ordain	R
And their loved Druids seem revived by fate	K
While you dispense the laws and guide the state	K
The nation's soul our monarch does dispense	S
Through you to us his vital influence	T
You are the channel where those spirits flow	P
And work them higher as to us they go	P
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In open prospect nothing bounds our eye	U
Until the earth seems join'd unto the sky	U
So in this hemisphere our utmost view	I
Is only bounded by our king and you	I
Our sight is limited where you are join'd	V
And beyond that no farther heaven can find	W
So well your virtues do with his agree	X
That though your orbs of different greatness be	X
Yet both are for each other's use disposed	Y
His to enclose and yours to be enclosed	Y
Nor could another in your room have been	Z
Except an emptiness had come between	A2
Well may he then to you his cares impart	B2
And share his burden where he shares his heart	B2
In you his sleep still wakes his pleasures find	W
Their share of business in your labouring mind	W
So when the weary sun his place resigns	C2
He leaves his light and by reflection shines	C2
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Justice that sits and frowns where public laws	D2
Exclude soft mercy from a private cause	E2
In your tribunal most herself does please	F2
There only smiles because she lives at ease	F2
And like young David finds her strength the more	G2
When disencumber'd from those arms she wore	G2
Heaven would our royal master should exceed	H2
Most in that virtue which we most did need	H2
And his mild father who too late did find	W
All mercy vain but what with power was join'd	V
His fatal goodness left to fitter times	I2
Not to increase but to absolve our crimes	I2
But when the heir of this vast treasure knew	I
How large a legacy was left to you	I
Too great for any subject to retain	R
He wisely tied it to the crown again	Q
Yet passing through your hands it gathers more	G2
As streams through mines bear tincture of their ore	G2
While empiric politicians use deceit	J2
Hide what they give and cure but by a cheat	J2
You boldly show that skill which they pretend	K2
And work by means as noble as your end	K2
Which should you veil we might unwind the clew	P
As men do nature till we came to you	I
And as the Indies were not found before	G2
Those rich perfumes which from the happy shore	G2
The winds upon their balmy wings convey'd	L2
Whose guilty sweetness first their world betray'd	L2
So by your counsels we are brought to view	I
A rich and undiscover'd world in you	I
By you our monarch does that fame assure	M2
Which kings must have or cannot live secure	M2
For prosperous princes gain their subjects' heart	B2
Who love that praise in which themselves have part	B2
By you he fits those subjects to obey	A
As heaven's eternal Monarch does convey	A
His power unseen and man to his designs	C2
By his bright ministers the stars inclines	C2
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Our setting sun from his declining seat	J2
Shot beams of kindness on you not of heat	J2
And when his love was bounded in a few	I
That were unhappy that they might be true	I
Made you the favourite of his last sad times	I2
That is a sufferer in his subjects' crimes	I2
Thus those first favours you received were sent	L
Like heaven's rewards in earthly punishment	M
Yet fortune conscious of your destiny	X
Even then took care to lay you softly by	U
And wrapp'd your fate among her precious things	N2
Kept fresh to be unfolded with your king's	N2
Shown all at once you dazzled so our eyes	J
As new born Pallas did the gods surprise	J
When springing forth from Jove's new closing wound	O2
She struck the warlike spear into the ground	O2
Which sprouting leaves did suddenly enclose	P2
And peaceful olives shaded as they rose	P2
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How strangely active are the arts of peace	Q2
Whose restless motions less than war's do cease	Q2
Peace is not freed from labour but from noise	R2
And war more force but not more pains employs	R2
Such is the mighty swiftness of your mind	W
That like the earth it leaves our sense behind	W
While you so smoothly turn and roll our sphere	C
That rapid motion does but rest appear	C
For as in nature's swiftness with the throng	S2
Of flying orbs while ours is borne along	S2
All seems at rest to the deluded eye	U
Moved by the soul of the same harmony	X
So carried on by your unwearied care	T2
We rest in peace and yet in motion share	T2
Let envy then those crimes within you see	X
From which the happy never must be free	X
Envy that does with misery reside	U2
The joy and the revenge of ruin'd pride	U2
Think it not hard if at so cheap a rate	K
You can secure the constancy of fate	K
Whose kindness sent what does their malice seem	V2
By lesser ills the greater to redeem	V2
Nor can we this weak shower a tempest call	P
But drops of heat that in the sunshine fall	P
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You have already wearied fortune so	P
She cannot further be your friend or foe	P
But sits all breathless and admires to feel	P
A fate so weighty that it stops her wheel	P
In all things else above our humble fate	K
Your equal mind yet swells not into state	K
But like some mountain in those happy isles	W2
Where in perpetual spring young nature smiles	W2
Your greatness shows no horror to affright	K
But trees for shade and flowers to court the sight	K
Sometimes the hill submits itself a while	P
In small descents which do its height beguile	P
And sometimes mounts but so as billows play	A
Whose rise not hinders but makes short our way	A
Your brow which does no fear of thunder know	P
Sees rolling tempests vainly beat below	P
And like Olympus' top the impression wears	X2
Of love and friendship writ in former years	Y2
Yet unimpair'd with labours or with time	Z2
Your age but seems to a new youth to climb	Z2
Thus heavenly bodies do our time beget	K
And measure change but share no part of it	K
And still it shall without a weight increase	Q2
Like this new year whose motions never cease	Q2
For since the glorious course you have begun	A3
Is led by Charles as that is by the sun	A3
It must both weightless and immortal prove	D
Because the centre of it is above	E

John Dryden

To The Lord Chancellor Hyde.[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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