Classic Poem

As bright Apollo staineth eviry star
With goldin rayis when he begins to ryse,
Whais glorious glance yit stoutly skaillis the skyis
When with a wink we wonder whair they war,
Befor his face for feir they faid so far,
And vanishis away in such a wayis,
That in their spheirs thay dar not interpryse
For to appeir lyk planeits as they ar:
Or as the phoenix, with her fedrum fair
Excels all foulis, in diverse hevinly heuis
Whais Natur contrare Natur, sho reneuis
As onlie, but companione or compair:
So quintessenst of Kings when thou complyl is
Thou stanis my Versis with thy staitly styl is .