Classic Poem

O lett it be for ever told
to ages that succeed,
That they may lay it up in store
for then will be most need.
When that you see those fearfull times
which now in parte you feare,
for they are sure to come to us,
o they drawe wondrous neare.
And then (good truth) you may believe
I take it still for grant
that punishment will follow sinn
and ever will it haunte.
And therefore now in shortest speech
o labour to believe
Least afterwards it be too late,
when you so sore shall grieve.