Classic Poem

On whom soe're thou didst confer this Tye
'Twas lasting as Eternity,
And firm as the unbroken Chain of Destiny,
Embraces would faint shadows of your Union show.
Unless you could together grow.
That Union which is from Alliance bred,
Does not so fastly wed,
Tho' it with Blood be cemented:
That Link wherewith the Soul and Body's joyn'd,
Which twists the double Nature in Mankind
Only so close can bind.
That holy Fire which Romans to their Vesta paid,
Which they immortal as the Goddess made,
Thy noble Flames most fitly parallel;
For thine were just so pure, and just so durable.
Those feigned Pairs of Faithfulness which claim
So high a place in ancient Fame,
Had they thy better Patern seen,
They'd made their Friendship more divine
And strove to mend their Characters by thine.