Philip Ayres - To His Grace, George Duke of Northumberland lyrics

Th' unruly steed by laws to tame and ride; With graceful course the well-pois'd lance to guide; In martial sports ever to win the prize; And troops with sk** and judgement exercise: In a calm breast a warlike heart to show; To glory friend, to wantonness a foe; To keep on Pa**ion, Reason's powerful hand; Over his soul, and self, to have command: To sport with books, whilst arms aside he lays; To interweave the olive with the bays; When tir'd with arts, to tune Apollo's lyre; To merit honours ere he them desire. These fruits which others bring with art and time, Your blooming age does yield before your prime.