Classic Poem

bassanes:Beasts onely capable of sense, enjoy
The benefit of food and ease with thankfulnesse;
Such silly creatures, with a grudging kicke not
Against the portion Nature hath bestow'd;
But men endow'd with reason and the use
Of reason, to distinguish from the chaffe
Of abject scarscity, the Quintescence,
Soule, and Elixar of the Earths abundance,
The treasures of the Sea, the Ayre, nay heaven
Repining at these glories of creation,
Are verier beasts than beasts; and of those beasts
The worst am I; I, who was made a Monarch
Of what a heart could wish, for a chast wife,
Endeavour'd what in me lay, to pull downe
That Temple built for adoration onely,
And level't in the dust of causelesse scandall:
But to redeeme a sacrilege so impious,
Humility shall powre before the deities:
I have incenst a largenesse of more patience
Then their displeased Altars can require:
No tempests of commotion shall disquiet
The calmes of my composure.