Presidium et dulce decus

TO you great Prince, who little neede be knowne,
By me or by my worthles Poësie,
Since those admired virtues of your owne,
Haue made you obiect of the worldes wide eie,
Your bounteous mind, your matchles Pietie,
Your languages, and learning in all artes,
That gaine you millions of remotest heartes.

I consecrate in gentle Muses name
This Monument, and to your memorie,
Which shall outweare the vtmost date of Fame,
And wrestle with the worldes Eternitie:
For as Artes glorie is your GERMANIE,
For rar'st invention, and designe of wit,
So ye braue Maurice are the pride of it.