Classic Poem

I will not strive m'Invention to inforce,
With needlesse words your eyes to intertaine,
T'observe the formall ordinary course,
That every one so vulgarly doth faine.
Our inter changed and deliberate choice
Is with more firme and true election sorted,
Then stands in censure of the common voice,
That with light humor fondly is transported.
Nor take I patterne of anothers prayse,
Then what my Pen may constantly avow,
Nor walke more publike, nor obscurer wayes
Then Vertue bids, and Judgement will allow:
So shall my love and best endevours serve you,
And still shall study, still so to deserve you.