For brave comportment, wit without offence, <br />Words fully flowing, yet of influence: <br />Thou art that man of men, the man alone, <br />Worthy the public admiration: <br />Who with thine own eyes read'st what we do write, <br />And giv'st our numbers euphony, and weight. <br />Tell'st when a verse springs high, how understood <br />To be, or not born of the Royal blood. <br />What state above, what symmetry below, <br />Lines have, or should have, thou the best canst show. <br />For which (my Charles) it is my pride to be, <br />Not so much known, as to be loved by thee. <br />Long may I live so, and my wreath of bays, <br />Be less another's laurel, than thy praise.<br /><br />Robert Herrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-his-honoured-and-most-ingenious-friend-mr-cha/
