Classic Poem

In faire Array your vertues mustredare,
O Sir, and doe and Holy Camp appeare:
Helinesse fitteth true Nobility,
Nobly preparing for Heavens dignity.

Campe is your vertues mustred in aray,
And truely noble beames they doe display:
Making one fitted with true heavenly worth,
Placed within him for to grace his Birth,
Exactly furnished with heavenly mirth,
Be as a noble Peere, and holily
Expresse the Purtrait of Nobility:
Lively you been an holy Camp we see.