Classic Poem

Alone spring up in vertues, Al extend ,
Letting each know that you are vertues friend,
Extend all vertues, extend charity,
Xanthus -like, which its colour nigardly,
As wretched misers gold, would never keepe,
No, Aristotle faith, that all the sheepe,
Dy'd are with red that washed are therein.
Extend then charity, and doe begin
Religiously your bounteous hands to read,
Ever shall vertue then lift up her head,
Like a true noble Peere you spring alone,
Peere-like indeed who are so vertuous growne,
Insue then Charity and grow you still,
Nobly with bounty every place to fill,
Grow in your liberality, and see,
Stout noble Peere you'l ever growing be.
Thus cast your bread upon the waters, and
O honour'd Lord you'l finde it in your land,
Nobly extend all mercy and you'le see,
Ev'n almost all alone you'l spring a tree .