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To LAIS.

Even as a ventering Merchant skant of skill,
Whom Fortunes trowne or fate hath forc'd to fall
To recempence his former losse hee will
Within one Ship and Vessell venter all.
So haue I vsed my Stocke, though it be small:
My Hart I send halfe dround into dispaire
Vnto my Saint, whom euer serue I shall:
Shee is the Shipp, and it the ventered ware.
Oft hath my minde bin cloy'd with clouds of care
When contrar winds, with cold and stormie raine
would threat my losse; but now frō bounds of feare
My ventring thus, hath made me rich againe.
Then shal my Muse triumph & mourne no more,
Since second windes haue brought my Shipp to shore.
At nunc tota tua est, te solum candida secum,
Cogita et frustra credula turba sedet.