Sir John Davies, The Complete Poems of Sir John Davies…
“ Fairest of men, whose lipps with grace abound, Whom with eternall blessings God hath crown'd; Gird Thy sharp sword vpon Thine armèd thigh, And shew Thyselfe in power and majestie. Ride on with Thy great honnour prosperously, Raigne and trihumph, and bee Thou mounted high, Borne vp with justice, truth and meeknes' wings: And Thy right hand shall teach Thee dreadfull things; Thine arrowes sharpe, shall make Thy foes to fall, Which Thou shalt shoote and peirce their hearts withall. Eternall is Thy judgement-seat O God! ”
