Classic Poem

To my worthy friend and admired Mr in the Art of Musicke M. Peter Edney.

Peter , thy voyce (like Peters sword) doth sheare
From Malchus! No; from all, their daintiest eare;
And bearst it with thee by thy voyees sound
To heare thy Sharpes and Flats on Musicks ground.
Thy iudgement in that arte, thy wit in all,
That vnderiudgement of the Wit doth fall;
Thy staide discretion and thyne honesty,
With what else graces their diuersity,
Are such, that thou maist well calld Peter bee;
For thou art chiefe in Grace and Musicks See.