Classic Poem

Who is good enough to be
Near the never-stained sea?
Ah, not I,
Who thereby
Only sigh:
Pray for me.

Standing underneath some free
Innocent magnanimous tree,
To be true,
There anew
Must I sue:
Pray for me.

Ere I pass on hilly lea
Fellow-lives of glad degree,
Without shame,
Name by name
These I claim:
Pray for me.

Fail not, then, thou kingly sea!
Aid the needy, sister tree!
March herds,
Ye have words!
April birds,