35 Such are the proud designs of human kind, And so we suffer shipwreck every where! Alas, what port can such a pilot find, Who in the night of fate must blindly steer! 36 The undistinguish'd seeds of good and ill, Heaven, in his bosom, from our knowledge hides: And draws them in contempt of human skill, Which oft for friends mistaken foes provides. 37 Let Munster's prelate[39] ever be accurst, In whom we seek the German faith in vain: Alas, that he should teach the English first, That fraud and avarice in the Church could reign! 38 Happy, who never trust a stranger's will, Whose friendship's in his interest understood! Since money given but tempts him to be ill, When power is too remote to make him good. 39 Till now, alone the mighty nations strove; The rest, at gaze, without the lists did stand: And threatening France, placed like a painted Jove, Kept idle thunder in his lifted hand. 40 That eunuch guardian of rich Holland's trade, Who envies us what he wants power to enjoy; Whose noiseful valour does no foe invade, And weak assistance will his friends destroy. 41 Offended that we fought without his leave, He takes this time his secret hate to show: Which Charles does with a mind so calm receive, As one that neither seeks nor shuns his foe. 42 With France, to aid the Dutch, the Danes unite: France as their tyrant, Denmark as their slave, But when with one three nations join to fight, They silently confess that one more brave. 43 Lewis had chased the English from his shore; But Charles the French as subjects does invite: Would Heaven for each some Solomon restore, Who, by their mercy, may decide their right! 44 Were subjects so but only by their choice, And not from birth did forced dominion take, Our prince alone would have the public voice; And all his neighbours' realms would deserts make. 45 He without fear a dangerous war pursues, Which without rashness he began before: As honour made him first the danger choose, So still he makes it good on virtue's score. 46 The doubled charge his subjects' love supplies, Who, in that bounty, to themselves are kind: So glad Egyptians see their Nilus rise, And in his plenty their abundance find. 47 With equal power he does two chiefs[40] create, Two such as each seem'd worthiest when alone; Each able to sustain a nation's fate, Since both had found a greater in their own. 48 Both great in courage, conduct, and in fame, Yet neither envious of the other's praise; Their duty, faith, and interest too the same, Like mighty partners equally they raise.