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Joseph Addison - A Poem To His Majesty, Presented To The Lord Keeper. To The Right Hon. Sir John Somers, Lord Keeper
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If yet your thoughts are loose from state affairs, 
Nor feel the burden of a kingdom`s cares; 
If yet your time and actions are your own; 
Receive the present of a Muse unknown: 
A Muse that, in adventurous numbers, sings 
The rout of armies, and the fall of kings, 
Britain advanc`d, and Europe`s peace restor`d, 
By Somers` counsels, and by Nassau`s sword. 
        To you, my Lord, these daring thoughts belong 
Who help`d to raise the subject of my song; 
To you the hero of my verse reveals 
His great designs, to you in council tells 
His inmost thoughts, determining the doom 
Of towns unstorm`d, and battles yet to come. 
And well could you, in your immortal strains,  
Describe his conduct, and reward his pains: 
But, since the state has all your cares engross`d 
And poetry in higher thoughts is lost, 
Attend to what a lesser Muse indites,, 
Pardon her faults, and countenance her flights.    
       On you, my Lord, with anxious fear I wait, 
And from your judgment must expect my fate, 
Who, free from vulgar passions, are above 
Degrading envy, or misguided love: 
If you, well pleas`d, shall smile upon my lays, 
Secure of fame, my voice I`ll boldly raise, 
For next to what you write, is what you praise.
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