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To his Ingenious Friend, and Brother-Angler Mr. Thomas Heyrick on his Submarine Voyage, &c.

II.

These Happy Times are gone! Your tow'ring Mind
To such low Stations could not be confin'd,
You lanch'd into the Main, and left us far behind.

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xv

“Follow me Friends (You cry'd) where Honour calls us on,
“And where Rewards our Industry will crown.
“The Gallant Mind new Continents descries,
“And Learned Souls make new Discoveries,
“While sordid Moles hugg their ignoble Ease.
“The Bounds of the Dull Stagyrite wee'l pass,
“Leave his dark hints behind:
“His Course Euripus's narrow Streams confin'd,
“And swallow'd up his fluctuating Mind.
“We'll rifle Virgin-undiscover'd Seas,
“That may the Learned and Ambitious please,
“That will with Knowledge and with Gold abound;
“Till doubly We
“Are with Victorious and with Learned Laurels crown'd,
“And rule, what Kings fight to command, the Sea.
You spake,—but We were Deaf with Fear:
(For Fear and Sloth no brave Advice will hear)
Some laid in Ease refus'd to stirr,
Some the Sea's Surface did deterr:
The Boldest onely by the Shore durst creep,
And You alone did stem the Terrours of the Deep.
We now too late our Cowardise deplore,
See You return'd with envy'd Store;
While We, (the due Reward of Sloth) are Poor.

III.

The Sea's now truly Free, You made it so;
Did thrô all Parts of that vast Empire go,
Nor miss'd one dark Recess.
Th' Ocean's no longer unconfin'd,
Nor the Sea Bottomless;
Nothing lies hid to Your inquisitive Mind.
Not where the Sea-Nymphs dance and play,
Not where their weari'd Limbs they lay

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xvi

Extended like a Love-sick Maid,
When she in pleasant Dreams doth grasp a Shade,
And wakes and sighs, because She is betray'd:
Not where the Jolly Tritons do resort
To talk of Love, of Business, or of Sport,
Where Phœbus blushing-red with Love, or Toil.
Doth hurry down the Western Hill,
To his Enjoyment, or his Rest,
T'unbend his Cares upon fair Thetis's Breast:
Or where Great Neptune doth his Amphitrite Court.
Nor can We tell, but You,
Who did so many Secrets know,
Some Sea-Nymph might, or Goddess, woe
And have your Assignations too below.

IV.

Pleasure and Learning in Your Muse are joyn'd:
You Doubly gratifie the Mind,
Delightfully and Profitably Kind.
To th' Curious World an History You give,
Which by no other Means We could receive;
(For all th' Inhabitants are Dumb below)
Which, as You've made That Great, will make You Live;
While Fishes cut the Waves, or Waves themselves do flow.
The Mighty Whales and Regal Dolphins there
Grow Big and Braver from your Artfull Pen;
The Uranoscopus forgets the Sphear,
And Charm'd by You begins to look on Men:
All Neptune's Court You've open'd to our View,
Adorn'd with Orient Pearl and Burnish'd Gold,
His Guard of Tritons and the Scaly Crew,
That in the watry Plains their Revels hold:
Which Glorious Objects do our Eyes detain,
While You our Souls do steal with your surprising Strain.

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xvii

But surely, while those Depths You sweetly sing,
And charming Verse from the Abyss do bring
Such, as might rock the rattling Winds asleep,
And smooth the Angry Furrows of the Deep:
While Venus-like Your Lovely Muse doth rise
From Seas; and Storms themselves have something, doth surprise;
No single Name can all these Wonders shew,
But now You are Arion and the Dolphin too.