To Prince Charles Poem by William Alexander

That which I first for Henries life did sound,
Shall spite of death, which did high hopes betray,
A speaking pledge, a living token stay,
Which with his name shall make my love renown'd;
His successor, thou may'st make use of this,
Which freely showes what Princes doe deserve;
It both him dead, and thee alive may serve,
Thy fames presage, a monument of his.
That Charles of France, admir'd so much for worth,
Religious, valiant, was call'd justly Great;
Thou hast his name, strive for his worth and state,
Great in great Britaine, to adorne the North:
That all the world with wondring eyes may see,
What was from Henry hop'd, perform'd by thee.