Classic Poem

No better Anagram I can present,
Inserted with such beautious true content,
Great Bishop of the Isles then this, for here,
Entire the beauty is that doth appeare,
Loving so well the gracious God of Love,
Likely the heart of the best sort to move.

Chast love it is, and may without offence,
Admitted be to dwell with Innocence:
Most happy is the soule this Love hath got,
Perpetuall cursed is he hath it not,
Enter may then this love and beauty well,
Beloved Prelate in a Bishops Cell:
O your great vertues Long hath Cleeped you
Lively bestrewd with this Loves beautious dew,
Long still to be Cleept Bellamie ensue.