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Vp, now in earnest (voyagers) and stand yee
On your faint legs; Our long boat straight shal land ye.
Forget your trauels now, and lead your eyes
From your past dangers to your present prize.
You traffick'd not for toyes; The gods haue set
No other price to things of price, but sweat.
Cheare vp; call home your hearts, and be aduis'd,
Goods eas'ly purchas'd, are as eas'ly priz'd.
You traffick'd not for trifles; and your trauell
Was not to compasse the almightie grauell
Of th'Indian Mines, to ballace your estates;
'Twas not for blasts of Honour; whose poore dates
Depend on regall smiles, and haue no measures,
But Monarchs wils, expiring with their pleasures.
'Twas not to conquer Kingdomes, or obtaine
The dangerous title of a Soueraigne;
These are poore things: It is but false discretion
To toyle, where hopes are sweeter then possession.
No, we are bound vpon more braue aduentures;
True Honour, Vertue, beauty, are the Centers
To which we point, whereto our thoughts doe tend,
And heauen hath brought our voyage to an end.
On your faint legs; Our long boat straight shal land ye.
Forget your trauels now, and lead your eyes
From your past dangers to your present prize.
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No other price to things of price, but sweat.
Cheare vp; call home your hearts, and be aduis'd,
Goods eas'ly purchas'd, are as eas'ly priz'd.
You traffick'd not for trifles; and your trauell
Was not to compasse the almightie grauell
Of th'Indian Mines, to ballace your estates;
'Twas not for blasts of Honour; whose poore dates
Depend on regall smiles, and haue no measures,
But Monarchs wils, expiring with their pleasures.
'Twas not to conquer Kingdomes, or obtaine
The dangerous title of a Soueraigne;
These are poore things: It is but false discretion
To toyle, where hopes are sweeter then possession.
No, we are bound vpon more braue aduentures;
True Honour, Vertue, beauty, are the Centers
To which we point, whereto our thoughts doe tend,
And heauen hath brought our voyage to an end.
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