Classic Poem

Register noble Lord, what will afford?
O your true worthinesse well to record:
Behold true valour mixt with wisdome well,
Excelling, rare, within your soule doth dwell;
Variety of wisdome you expresse,
That fitteth well with honours noblenesse.
Vertue of prudence is a vertue rare,
So where it dwels true worth it doth declare.

Marke noble Peere, where fortitude innated,
A noble man to be he was created.
Challity doth on temperance attend:
Kept all, though to produce but little end;
Lustred by Iustice, if they are not tho;
Entred, may prudence in a worldling flow
Lively, may fortitude and temperance
Lustringly brave a worldlings fame advance.
Ah Iustice, 'tis that makes a perfect soule,
Nobly your vertues then can blam tru roll .