Classic Poem

Go little book, go little fable
Unto the bright, and amiable
Lucy of Bedford; she, that bounty
Appropriates still unto that county:
Tell her, his muse that did invent thee
To Cynthia's fairest nymph hath sent thee,
And sworn, that he will quite discard thee
If any way she do reward thee
But with a kiss (if thou canst dare it)
Of her white hand; or she can spare it.