Zepheria :: :: University of Virginia Library

And now thou wing'd Embassador of wonder,
Liberall dispenser of reproachfull act,
Who neuer whisperst, but in voyce of thunder,
Explor'st what secresie would fayne haue darkt.
Tell my Zepheria, sith thou nil be silenced,
My hopes on her calme smiles did them embarke,
Whose sunny shine seem'd to haue licenced
From them all feare of tempest or of wracke.
Now on the shelfe of her browes proud disdayne,
A harbor where they looked for azile,
The Pilot who fore now did expert rayne,
His barke, in seas are all ydrencht, alack the while.
Tell if at least she all through feare excordiat,
Command thee not to peace ere thou exordiat.