Unlocked the sacred treasures of his breast;
And mercy mixt with reason did impart,
One to his head, the other to his heart;
Reason to rule, but mercy to forgive;
The first is law, the last prerogative.
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And like his mind his outward form appeared, }
When, issuing naked to the wondering herd, }
He charmed their eyes; and, for they loved, they feared }
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