Classic Poem

Imprimis , Impudence, four stone,
Pride, two, and twenty ton, alone;
Submission , some six thousand barrels,
Five quarters, of state-feuds, and quarrels;
Ten pound of wit, one grain of sense,
Three capers, and as many pence;
Scruples of conscience, one, or two,
Debts, quite innumerable, due.
Fears, doubts, and small mistakes, by dozens,
Ounces of hope, to country cousins;
Promises, which each morning doubles,
And last, not least — a peck of troubles.