Classic Poem

Epigram Inter Acus et Aculeos pugna

Man like a little world opens a pack
Of government to all such Climes as lack
Wherin those humours that disturb the health
For power doe represent a common wealth
And (Nature uncontrowlable) would trye
To Subject all under her monarchy
But in that conflict finds noe small diseas
Whilst all restraind authorities displeas
 Heer may we see as from a Chaos, spun
 Discord at push of pike, and factions t'run
 A tilt to break in t'shivers and destroy
 The strict Command of eithers soveraignty
  Yet neither Title need we fear to leese
  Sithence ther's both King and Commonwealth, mongst Bees.