ure, hee
The best would choose, from Heav'n must learne the right.

_Ad Caesarem Pausilipium._

Regnum sapientis.

_Ode 3. Lib. 4._

To Caesar Pausilipius.

_The kingdome of a wise man._

_Ode 3. Lib. 4._

Late minaces horruimus Lethi
Regnare Thracas. Latius imperat,
Qui solus, exemptusque vulgo
Certa sui tenet arma voti.
Imbelle pectus parce fidelibus
Munire parmis; neu latus aspero
Lorica cinctu, neu decorum
Arcus amet pharetraque collum.

The large-commanding Thracians wee
Have fear'd. More large command hath hee,
Who all alone himselfe retyres,
And keepes sure guard o're his desires.
Thy unwarlike breast, with shield of proofe
Forbeare to fortifie; throw off
From thy unpractic'd sides the shirt
Of Mayle, so hard about thee girt.
Let not the Quiver and the bow
Such homage to thy soft neck doe.

An Cimber, an te lectus ab ultimis
Pictus Britannis ambiat, an Geta,
Nil allabores; ipse miles,
Ipse tibi pugil, ipse Ductor.
Exile regnum, _Pausilipi_, sumus:
Sed se obsequentem qui sibi subdidit,
Hic grande fecit, si suasmet
Ipse roget peragatque leges.

Whether't bee _Dane_, or _Pict_, ta'ne out
From farthest _Brittaine_, hems th'about
Or _Goth_, ne're labour much to know
Thine owne Commander, Champion too.
Wee are--'tis true a kingdome small;
But, _Pausilipius_, hee that shall
His flatt'ring selfe, t' himselfe subdue,
A businesse great doth undergoe;
If his owne lawes hee can perswade,
And doth performe them being made,

Armata Regem non faciet cohors,
Non tincta vulgi purpura sanguine,
Aut nobili stellatus auro
Frontis apex, teretique gemma.
Rex est, profanos qui domuit metus:
Qui cum stat unus, castra sibi facit;
Casumq; fortunamque pulchro
Provocat assiduus duello.

An host, makes no Kings title good,
Nor Robes deepe dy'd in peoples blood.
A high brow set with starrs of gold,
Or Jems more glorious to behold.
Hee who hath tam'd all coward feares,
And his owne Guard himselfe prepares,
Who practic'd, in faire combate, first
Dares Chance and Fortune do their worst;

Non ille vultum fingit ad improbi
Decreta vulgi, non popularia
Theatra, non illum trophaea,
Non volucri movet aura plausu.