Classic Poem

Look how the steel forceth with several knocks
Fire from the flint into the tinder box:
So do you smite each other, till you force
Gold from your own into the lawyer's purse.
O how like foes they brawle on either side
And yet like friends your money they divide,
Leaving you bare as an anatomy:
All that you get you may put in your eye,
And never see the worse; then take from me
This counsel freely, and without a fee;
Agree between yourselves, and make an end:
Do you to him, he to you condescend.
Thus whiles you both unto each other yield.
You'l both o'recome, and losing, with the field.