Classic Poem

Well live you here, who ready still to dye ,
Injoye the world yet, take no joy thereby;
Living to grace, and dying to all guile;
Lively so Christ doth live in you the while.
In sweet perseverance then still abide,
And a crown excellent will you betide.
Many your vertues are, and their reward.

Cleering all scores, is worth a due regard:
Attend then in your good life to persever,
Virtue convaies a strength to live for ever,
E'ne when as strength, and nature in you dyes ,
New and true joyes you then indeed surprise:
Dy may the body; but your soul will aime
Indeed at hier things, and heaven wil claime .
So, let your body dy , your soul divine
Heaven still wil claime ; and never cease to pine
Ever untill she lodgeth there, we fine.