Classic Poem

To My Deere Friend Mr Charles Fitz-Jeffery

To my deere friend Mr Charles Fitz-Jeffery

Great little Charles (great in thine arte and witt
But euer little in thine owne esteeme)
To thee that now dost minde but Holy Writ,
These lynes (though louing) will but lothsome seeme
Yet sith in Latine thou on such did'st fall;
In British now (for now we Brittaines bee)
I send in such: What? nothing but mine all;
That's lesse then nothing in respect of thee:
But if thou tak'st in worth my lesse then nought,
He giue thee more then all, when I am ought.English