Classic Poem

Who doth desire that chaste his wife should be,
First, be he true, for truth doth truth deserue:
Then such be he as she his worth may see,
And one man still credite with her preserue.
Not toying kind, nor causelesly vnkind;
Not stirring thoughts, nor yet denying right;
Not spying faults, nor in plaine errors blind;
Neuer hard hand, nor euer raines too light.
As farre from want, as farre from vaine expence
(The one doth force, the latter doth entice);
Allow good company, but keepe from thence
All filthy mouthes that glory in their vice.
This done, thou hast no more, but leaue the rest
To vertue, fortune, time, and woman's brest.