Classic Poem

Madam
You were the very Magazine of rich
With spirit such and wisdome which did reach
All that opprest you, for your wealth did teach
Our Englands law, soe Lawyers durst not preach
Soe was your golden actions, this is true
As ever will you live in perfect veiw
Your beauty great and you the very life
And onely Pattern of a wise, good wife
But this your wisdome was too short to see
Of your three sonns to tell who great should bee
Your eldest sonn your riches had for life
'Caus Henry wenches lov'd more than his wife
Your second children had, soe you did thinke
Soe William you did make, before your Charles to goe
Yet Charles his actions have beene soe
Before your Williams sonn doth goe before
This your great house is now become the lower
And I der hope the world shall ever see
The howse of Charles, before your Williams bee.
For Charles his William hath it thus so chang'd
As William Conqueror hee may well be nam'd
And it is true, his sword hath made him great
Thus his wise acts will ever him full speak.