Classic Poem

Like the Colossus plac'd at Rhodes whylome,
Before his host high-tower'd proud Saladine;
So Neptune heaves himself above the foam,
And with his mace controuls the ocean's brine,
And thro' his empire darts his flaming eyne;
His habergeon was rough with scales of gold,
And silver crescents on his baldric shine;
It eke was starr'd with diamonds manifold,
The which in darkest shade a wondrous day might yold.