Whilst [you, the] happy Parents, look around,
With love rewarded and with Honour crown’d.
Who has not heard of [Howard’s] noble Blood:
Which, tho’ it cannot, as the Poet tells,
Ennoble Sots and Cowards, is a Flood
That Vice and Folly from the Soul repels;
And that which cannot the Disease endure 40
Is nobler still than if it wrought the Cure.
Howards were seen in Times of civil strife
In Honor’s Cause to hazard all and bleed;