Classic Poem

A prety Epigram, vpon Welth and Will.
Where Welth doth want, there Will can bear no sway;
And where Will wants, there Wealth can make no way
In many things, Welth greatly rules the roste,
In some things too, selfe will, will beare a sway
To winne the wager, Welth will spare no cost,
Which, to subuert, Will worketh many a way:
And in the end let Welth doo what he can.
Yet commonly, Will stands the stouter man.