Classic Poem

Riches apparant in you let so be
Inherent to your places dignity:
Choise is still treasur'd in your heart, that they
Had as your chiefest treasure placed may:
And locked up within your heart, yet so ,
Right Reverend Baron, as if then you sow,
Declaring outwardly what is within.

With ardent hot affection then begin,
Ever to sow the riches of your minde,
Sparing them here and there, though home confin'd:
That is, although your riches bide within,
Outwards to sow them you may never lin;
Noting your selfe so for a Reverend Iudge.