Classic Poem

The Joyes of Youth, and what the Spring
Of Health, Strength, Happiness can bring,
Wait upon this Noble paire,
Lady, may you still be faire
As earliest Light, and still enjoy
Beauty which Age cannot destroy.

May you bee fruitfull as the Day;
Never Sigh but when you Pray;
Know no Grief, but what may bee
To temper your Felicitie.

And You my Lord, may truest Fame
Still attend on your great Name.
Live both of you espous'd to Peace,
And with your years, let Love increase.
Goe late to Heav'n, but comming thither,
Shine there, two glorious Starres together.