Classic Poem

Unburdened soul of fidelity's gift
Hath carried thee to any thrift;
That pure and alien gate of thine
Canst render love into mutable wine.
Thus wade thousand men through right,
Cause the helmet, sword, to be put aside,
Lend social tear its bound of might,
Cleanse the earth of noble's tainted stride,
Wave the banner from intrigue's debate,
Crush the lawless of their gaining fate
And bend the wheel of justice for all,
Recover forbidding secrecy. Pursuits
Thus blot their mien, reveal its fruits,
Guide the blindfold creature from adultery's fall.