And bends to vice vain man’s unequal will—
Wrongs to redress ne’er arm alone your friend,
But, cloth’d in equal might, his steps attend;
Let equal arms your injur’d rights maintain,
Divide the strength, the labours, honours, gain:
Still on a level, tho’ with conquest bright,
No traitor thoughts shall rise from matchless might:
Peace with her genuine charms shall either bless,
And just dependencies prevent excess.
