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On my Uenture in Sir Walter Rawleigh's Voiage.
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On my Uenture in Sir Walter Rawleigh's Voiage.
I being perswaded (not by reason led)For Gold vnto Gwyan aduentured;
Great were our hopes of good successe; for none
Expected lesse to gaine then fiue for one:
Where neyther they of Gold nor Siluer sped:
But, poore, distrest, homeward returne againe,
Mony, liues, labour, all was spent in vaine.
The hopefull necke of their designe was broke;
For all their Gold was vanish't into Smoke.
Thus I lost all; wherefore it is a signe
The found no Mine of gold, yet gold of mine.
A Data fata sequtus.
The Motto on Sir Walter Rawghlie's Armes.
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