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THROVGHE scorchinge heate, throughe coulde, in stormes, and
tempests force,
By ragged rocks, by shelfes, & sandes: this Knight did keepe his course.
By gapinge gulfes hee pass'd, by monsters of the flood,
By pirattes, theeues, and cruell foes, that long'd to spill his blood.
That wonder greate to scape: but,
And throughe them all, in spite of all, his shaken shippe did guide.
And, to requite his paines: By helpe of power deuine.
His happe, at lengthe did aunswere hope, to finde the goulden mine.
Let
Who throughe the watchfull dragons pass'd, to win the fleece of goulde.
Since by
But, hee, of whome I write, this noble minded
Did bringe away his goulden fleece, when thousand eies did wake.
Wherefore, yee worthie wightes, that seeke for forreine landes:
Yf that you can, come alwaise home, by
And you, that liue at home, and can not brooke the flood,
Geue praise to them, that passe the waues, to doe their countrie good.
Before which sorte, as chiefe: in tempeste, and in calme,