Classic Poem

Since first I came of yeeres my selfe to know,
To know my selfe, I haue done what I can:
Who am not as I am in outward show,
And yet I seeke to show my selfe a man:
For, sith of Soule , and Body , I consist,
And that my Body for my Soule was made,
I ought, in searching of that Soule , insist
Sith that's my selfe, that Is , and cannot fade:
Shee Is: that is, (Like hir Originall )
Immortall , and inuisible: that is
Past comprehention of Witt naturall,
So, still I search, to know, to know I misse:
Then if my knowledge bee but this to know
That I know nothing, I am humbled so