 | Argalvs and Parthenia |  |
Sayle gentle Pinace: Now the heauens are cleare,
The winds blow faire: Behold the harbour's neere.
Trydented Neptune hath forgot to frowne;
The rocks are past; The storme is ouerblowne;
Vp wetherbeaten voyagers; and rouze yee,
Forsake your loathed Cabbins; vp, and louze ye
Vpon the open decks, and smell the land;
Cheare vp; the welcome shoare is nigh at hand:
Sayle gentle Pinace, with a prosperous gale,
To th'Isle of peace: Saile gentle Pinace, saile;
Fortune conduct thee; Let thy keele diuide
The siluer streames, that thou mast safely slide
Into the bosome of thy quiet Key,
And quite thee fairely of th'iniurious Sea.
Great Seaborne Queene, thy birthright giues thee power
T'assist poore suppliants; grant one happy houre.
O, let these wounded louers be possest,
At length, of their so long desired rest.
The winds blow faire: Behold the harbour's neere.
Trydented Neptune hath forgot to frowne;
The rocks are past; The storme is ouerblowne;
Vp wetherbeaten voyagers; and rouze yee,
Forsake your loathed Cabbins; vp, and louze ye
Vpon the open decks, and smell the land;
Cheare vp; the welcome shoare is nigh at hand:
Sayle gentle Pinace, with a prosperous gale,
To th'Isle of peace: Saile gentle Pinace, saile;
Fortune conduct thee; Let thy keele diuide
The siluer streames, that thou mast safely slide
Into the bosome of thy quiet Key,
And quite thee fairely of th'iniurious Sea.
Great Seaborne Queene, thy birthright giues thee power
T'assist poore suppliants; grant one happy houre.
O, let these wounded louers be possest,
At length, of their so long desired rest.
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