Classic Poem

With courage Sir your heart doth so excell,
Indeed you seeme the god of warre to quell:
Lively so still setting your valour forth,
Leaving great Mars as if he were nought worth.
I will vaill Mars say you, and so you doe,
Ayming to make your Anagram prove so.
Mars was the god of warre, but now he shall,

Vail'd by your valour, from the clouds downe fall
In th' element amongst the Planets seaven:
Light in the world, as a great Starre of Heaven,
Let him no longer stand, your worth him vailes ,
And in a tryumph to his place assailes;
Respecting which Villars with Deity
Shall of the god of warre accounted be.