And carried home the treasures that he found
His country's sire—the instrument of fate
In giving form to a chaotic state.
Denmark's young monarch, with a taste refin'd,
Studies no less the manners of mankind;
And while at large, he gratifies his view,
Displays his genius and politeness too.
Happy the people in a prince approved,
Happy the monarch, loving and belov'd.
Tho' fair Astræa has regained the sky,