Quae pondere maior

BEHOLD a hand, extended from the sky;
Doth steddilie a peized ballance hold,
The dreadfull Cannon, in one scale doth ly,
The Bay ith'other, with a pen of Gold;
Due to the Muse, and such as learned are,
Th'other Symbole, of th'art Militar.

Though MARS defendes the kingdome with his might,
And braues abroad his foe, in glorious armes,
Yet wiser PALLAS guides his arme aright,
And best at home preventes all future harmes:
Then pardon Soveraigne, if the pen and bay,
My better part, the other downe doe wey.