Vane young in years

Vane young in years but in sage counsel old Than whom a better senator neer held The helm of Rome when gowns not arms repelled The fierce Epirot and the African bold Whether to settle peace or to unfold The drift of hollow states hard to be spelled Then to advise how war may best upheld Move by her two main nerves iron and gold In all her equipage; besides to know Both spiritual power and civil what each means What severs each thou hast learned which few have done: The bounds of either sword to thee we owe: Therefore on thy firm hand Religion leans In peace and reckons thee her eldest son.