Poem - I will put Chaos into Fourteen Lines video free download

Lyrics:

I will put chaos into fourteen lines

and keep him there and let him thence escape

If he be lucky let him be twist and ape

flood,fire and demon his adroit designs

will strain to nothing in the strict confines

of this sweet order,where in pious rape

I hold his essence and amorphous shape,

Till he with order mingles and combines

Past are the hours the years of our duress

His arrogance, our awful servitude

I have him he is nothing more nor less

than something simple not yet understood

i shall not even force to confess

Or answer i will only make him good