Classic Poem

The Bark of Vertue fraught with heavenly riches,
How few there are, whom it to gaine bewitches:
On which, those that doe love it, having eye
Massie Bark it to be kind presently,
And see it, tho to draw into the Haven;
Seeking thereby this Massie Barke to saven.

Barke is a little ship, which fraught with treasure,
Admits of easie thoing on by leisure:
Rash drawing when the Barke is massie laden,
Knocks on the ground, and many times is broken:
So thoing tidely on to bring to shore,
Helping thereto with Rudder and the Oars:
I see you thus, her massie Barke doe tho ,
Excellently endeavouring to show
Riches Celestial which from hence doe flow.