TO SR HENRY VANE THE YOUNGER
by John Milton
Vaneyoung in yearesbut in sage counsell old
Then whome a better Senatour nere held
The helme of Romewhen gownes not armes repelld
The feirce Epeirot & the African bold
Whether to settle peaceor to unfold
The drift of hollow stateshard to be spelld
Then to advise how warr may bestupheld
Move by her two maine nervesIron & Gold
In all her equipage; besides to know
Both spirituall powre & civillwhat each meanes
What which each thou hast learntwhich few have don.
The bounds of either sword to thee wee ow.
Therfore on thy firme hand religion leanes
In peace& reck'ns thee her eldest son. - -