HYMN XXII.
Of her Wisdom.
E agle-eyed Wisdom! Life's loadstar!
L ooking near, on things afar!
I ove's best beloved daughter!
S hews to her spirit all that are!
A s Jove himself hath taught her.
B y this straight rule, She rectifies
E ach thought, that in her heart doth rise;
T his is her clear true Mirror!
H er Looking Glass, wherein She spies
A ll forms of Truth and Error.
R ight Princely virtue, fit to reign!
E nthronised in her spirit remain,
G uiding our fortunes ever!
I f we this Star once cease to see;
N o doubt our State will shipwrecked be,
A nd torn and sunk for ever.