Classic Poem

There was a Time when the most sacred Saint
That euer wedded was, his Wife did woo,
And with loue-passions did his Eares acquaint,
To moue hir Mind to Loue and marriage too:
When he would not haue thought it mortal sin,
(If so he could) to haue lynd out his loue
In mouing measures so her loue to win:
For, all that measure well of force must moue.
He did, or would haue told her his desires
(And measurd them in Numbers) were alone
Those, Edens out-casts left vnto their Heirs
By marriage Rights for Generation.
Then sith that Church, and Common weale encrease
By This, should Lynes that lead to this, surcease?