Classic Poem

Upon the Castle in the Ayer and Bower of Bliss to Phi: Wood

Whilst some delight
In warrs to fight
And make the Camp their cheefest care
Others ther are
Shun Discords jarr
Soe build their Castles in the ayre

Ther be Likewise
Who to devise
More freedom on Contentments skoar
A Bowre of Bliss
Create which is
Severd by waters from the shore

Heer harmless merth
Skearce known on Earth
Is dealt from evry whiter sowle
And mutuall Love
Doth gently move
Without a whirlwind of controwle

Ther freedome true
Like to the view
Or prospect that fayre fields discovers
Yeilds noe consent
To Ambushment
Or circumvention of Lovers

Who that had these
Would cross the seas
And seek content in forraign parts
Or range and rome
From house and home
To practise Marses bloody arts

Fill me a glass
Then let it pass
Til evry Lip hath done the same
In silent stelth
Of frends and helth
Performd alike and without name

This done we'l part
Though not in hart
Stil placing hopes above despaier
And will be well
And we may dwell
In Bowres and Castles in the Ayre