Classic Poem

Iustice is so resplendant, bright, and cleare,
On them whose just hearts make the poore hearts cheare
Hereby, that all men way their Iustice so,
Never to let them voyd of honey goe.

For even the upright walking in their place,
In unbrib'd ev'nesse purchaseth this grace,
Never to passe without some honey batte,
Chiefly since they like Bees in labour wait.
Hence then my Lord, since you in just paines toyle,
E'ne fetch in honey for your selfe awhile.