Classic Poem

A man may live thrice Nestor's life,
Thrice wander out Ulysses' race,
Yet never find Ulysses' wife:
Such change hath chancid in this case.

Less age will serve than Paris had,
Small pain — if none be small enough —
To find good store of Helen's trade:
Such sap, the root doth yield the bough.

For one good wife Ulysses slew
A worthy knot of gentle blood;
For one ill wife Greece overthrew
The town of Troy. Sith bad and good
Work mischief, Lord, let be thy will
To keep me free from either ill!