Classic Poem

The next day after that he had written this passion of Ioue, dyuers Gentle-women being then in the house: he was intreted by two or three of them at once, to make some verses: and one among the rest, being very desirous to haue her request fulfilled, brought him a Pen, and ynke, and Paper: with earnest intreaty, to make some verses, upon what matter he thought best him. selfe: he, very vnwilling to write, not knowing of a sodain, how to please them all in vearse, and yet desirous to graunt all their requests, with much adooe, was in the end intreated to write, as followeth.
What , shall I write some prety toy?
will that like Ladies best?
Or shall I pen the praise of one
faire Dame, abooue the rest?
Or shall I write at randon else,
what fyrst comes in my braine?
No, no: for words once flowen abroade
can not be cald againe
Why then, since none of these will serue
what other kinde of stile,
Shall I picke out to write upon? —
now sure, I needes must smile
To thinke vpon my beetle brain,
that can no fruite bring foorth:
But such Baldictum rimes as these
as are not reading worth.
Faith Ladyes, but for shame I would
not write one word at all,
In ryme (at least) because you see
my reason is so small
But since it is such as it is,
indeede small and too small:
I must desyre you, for this once
to stand content withalt
And take the same in as good parte
as if a wiser man
Had better done: because you see
I do the best I can.
And more then can, you can not craue:
for if you do of me,
Before you aske, be sure to go
without, I promise ye:
But any thyng that well I can
commaund you all of me:
And I wyll do the best I can
to please each one of ye:
And thus as humbly as I can
I craue of you to lend
Your pacience to my rudenesse this:
and so I make an ende.
Full sory that I cannot write
so finely as I would,
To like your fancies all alyke
for if I could I would:
And so agayne, fayre Ladies all
in curteous sort I craue
As I deserue your favours so,
and friendshyps let me haue.