Classic Poem

O lady leal and lovesomest,
Thy face most fair and sheen is!
O blossom blithe and buxomest,
From carnal crime that clean is!
This prayer from my spleen is,
That all my works wickedest
Thou put away and make me chaste
From Termagent that teen is
And from his claw that keen is;
And syne till heaven my soul thou hast
Where thy Maker of mightiness most
Is King and thou their Queen is!