To His Grace, George Duke of Northumberland

TH'Unruly Steed by Laws to tame and ride;
With graceful Course the well-pois'd Lance to guide
In Martial Sports ever to win the Prize;
And Troops with Skill and Judgment exercise:

In a calm Breast a Warlike Heart to show;
To Glory Friend, to Wantonness a Foe:
To keep on Passion, Reason's powerful Hand;
Over his Soul, and self to have command:

To sport with Books, whil'st Arms aside he lays:
To interweave the Olive with the Bays:
When tir'd with Arts, to tune Apolo's Lyre:
To merit Honours e're he them desire.

These Fruits which others bring with Art and Time
Your Blooming Age does yield before your Prime.