When England did enjoy her Halcion dayes,
Her noble Sidney wore the Crown of Bayes;
As well an honour to our British Land,
As she that sway’d the Scepter with her hand;
Mars and Minerva did in one agree
Of Arms and Arts he should a pattern be,
Calliope with Terpsichore did sing,
Of Poesie, and of musick, he was King;
His Rhetorick struck Polimina dead,
His Eloquence made Mercury wax red;
His Logick from Euterpe won the Crown,
More worth was his then Clio could set down.