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204 And should a noble Monarch reign,

You will not seek his smiles in vain,

If worth can recommend you.

14.

Yet since in danger courts abound,

Where specious rivals glitter round,

From snares may Saints preserve you;

And grant your love or friendship ne'er

From any claim a kindred care,

But those who best deserve you!

15.

Not for a moment may you stray

From Truth's secure, unerring way!

May no delights decoy!

O'er roses may your footsteps move,

Your smiles be ever smiles of love,

Your tears be tears of joy!

16.

Oh! if you wish that happiness

Your coming days and years may bless,

And virtues crown your brow;

Be still as you were wont to be,

Spotless as you've been known to me,—

Be still as you are now.