The muse, O P—, some cynick reas'ners blam'd And beauties which they could not taste, defam'd: But when to verse, philosophy you join, Thy force of reason proves the muse divine.
So gold, the worth unknown, to some appears, 'Till a new lustre from the mint it bears; Then with devotion they the coin behold, George gives the stamp, and adds new worth to gold.
