I have love you less

never I love you less who defends me weak without any pay or visit or thank you thou always love help for God,for good, for orphans and widows And paupers that sit at verendars alone like the eagles that fly alone oh my pen my thoughts my egotisms there is pity in wits my eye and thought for I can not help a man who helps his brothers And I love good and will always do and men who help their brothers not me I love them to for good I loves