Classic Poem

Frendships Salamander to x. x. x

Whilst all the world is on a flame
And each bethinkes him wher to wander
True Frendship should remain the same
Turn Nature into Salamander
And from those fiers of spleen and hate
Grow fatt and more incorporate.

Thus my good Lord wher Frends once are
Knit in affections bond together
Noe hot alarum from the warr
Should be of power to startle either
But by how much such discords rise
The more t'make Neighbours Sympothise

Arrowes soon break when they unquiver
For strength unite is of more force
When smaller streams meet in a river
Then add they glory to their source
And not before whilst bankes of moss
Their liquid Intervenings cross

Such Jealosies and fears appeer
Stil whispering some disastrous fate
To make a man his shadow t'fear
And deem misfortune at the gate
When nothing can that soule offend
Is constant to himself and frend

'Twas when the blustring storms awoke
Not blest beneath a sunshine skye
The Travler lapt him in his cloak
For t'other had causd him t'throw it bye
Soe 'tis Afflictions prize alone
To siment faster Union

Then though the thundring Canons roar
The Trumpetts sound and Coulers fly
I am stil wher I was before
Much more in love with amity
Whose Trophy I would raise as soon
As others horse doe and Dragoon