Classic Poem

Here is an other hero on the band
Entred, whom Charles our King leads by the hand;
Nay one gran Here certainly you are,
Right so your vertues doe your selfe declare,
Your highnesse one gran Hero sir to be,
Expressed well by your dexterity.

Prince of high blood, of true Religion sound,
Raised to Honours therefore that abound,
Inroll of Heros 'mongst the Heros placed,
Noble renowned Prince, so you are graced,
Chosen the Garters honour here to weare;
Expressing valour which your Soule doth beare.

One grand right Hero we must needs confesse,
Freely your highnesse is we say no lesse.
One grave Heroick sparke your vertues make you,
Ripe by Religion, and such one we take you;
A ripe and ready fence in time of need,
Ne're leaving those who with afflictions bleed:
Gran Hero then, oh Sir a ripe fence be,
Erst as to others, so Sir now to me.