Classic Poem

I you assure,
Full well I know
My besy cure
To you I owe,
Humbly and low
Commendinge me
To youre bounte.
As Machareus,
Faire Canace,
So I, iwis,
Endevoure me
Your name to se
It be enrolde
Written with golde.
Phedra ye may
Well represent,
Intentive, ay,
And diligent,
No time mispent.
Wherfore delight
I have to write
Of Margarite,
Perle orient,
Lode sterre of light.
Moche relucent,
Madame, regent
I may you call
Of vertuows all.