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<P>A POETICALL SEA-PEICE: Containing in a &s;pacious table the lively de&s;cription of a Tempe&s;t at Sea, and Shipvvrecks. Tran&s;cribed hither out of an elderly manu&s;cript poem; partly for a le&s;&s;on of life, and partly for the honorable u&s;es which follow; under the old Greeke, and Roman &s;olemn praefaces of good &s;peed.</P>
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<Q>Quod fau&s;tum, foelix&abque; &s;it.</Q>
<P>With the fauorable allowance, and concurrence (or not otherwi&s;e) of the aequall patrons, and friends of eminent Poets, and Painters, from CAESAR to the private Gentleman, and of tho&s;e Poets, and eminent Painters them&s;elves.</P>
<P>An Agonicall CHALLENGE, in the name of Apollo, to the Art of Apelles, bringing into a compari|&s;on the worke of wit, and words, by the penne, under the poeticall figure, <HI>Jcon,</HI> with the worke of wit, and colours, by the penicill.</P>
<Q>Ob artium majus bonum.</Q>
<P>The meritorious office of bringing the magnificent de&s;igne into act, by the meanes of Royall favour, is zealou&s;ly recommended to the wi&s;edome, and noble forward|ne&s;&s;e of M^r. <HI>Endymion Porter,</HI> an affectionate, and an under&s;tanding lover; as of all other generous Arts, &s;o &s;pecially of the&s;e the two mo&s;t famous.</P>
<P>Printed at LONDON by <HI>Thomas Cotes.</HI> 1633.</P>
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<HEAD>A POETICALL SEA-PEICE:</HEAD>
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<L>SO &s;pake the &s;tormy fiend; who&s;e work it was,</L>
<L>To vex the aer, and &s;eas as &s;moothe as gla&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>To roll on heaps till they on end doe &s;tand,</L>
<L>Where they again&s;t the windes doe breaking band,</L>
<L>And lift at heaven, and in their rangeing race,</L>
<L>Twixt ridg and ridg the deep engulphing &s;pace,</L>
<L>Appeares like jawes infernall, mouthes of hell,</L>
<L>To &s;wallow whole Fleets whole, none left to tell,</L>
<L>The lo&s;&s;es hapning in tho&s;e liquid graves.</L>
<L>Thus while the windes doe tyranni&s;e the waves,</L>
<L>Great clapps of thunder break from thickned skie,</L>
<L>And &s;hafts of lightning through the region flie,</L>
<L>And flie at randon, which more terrour breed:</L>
<L>They onely happy who were &s;trucken dead.</L>
<L>The wilde &s;eas madded thus, in their affray,</L>
<L>Doe threaten with their da&s;h to put out day.</L>
<L>The rocks in &s;ight would faine have &s;hrunck the head,</L>
<L>The hidden to be &s;eene in vaine doe dread.</L>
<L>The battred &s;hores had almo&s;t yeelded back,</L>
<L>The waves &s;o litle of their wils did lack:</L>
<L>And but for bounds the worlds creatour fixt,</L>
<L>All th' elements had once again been mixt.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The Mariner, when fir&s;t the &s;torm began,</L>
<L>By known &s;ignes taught to feare, looks pale and wan,</L>
<L>His &s;ailes takes in, and &s;toups unto that ill,</L>
<L>He cannot ma&s;ter, and with &s;ighes doth fill,</L>
<L>The deafe, and angry heavens, from who&s;e offen&s;e,</L>
<L>The per&s;ecution came, permitted thence.</L>
<L>For otherwi&s;e an ho&s;t of &s;pirits want powr,</L>
<L>To &s;tirre a breath, or &s;train a &s;lender &s;howr.</L>
<L>The &s;prinkling of the breaking waves beget,</L>
<L>Somewhat like rain, and which as much doth wet.</L>
<L>Yet fell rain al&s;o in &s;o va&s;t a &s;tore,</L>
<L>As had the windes &s;lept, and the waves no more,</L>
<L>Been &s;tirring then the windes, and force did u&s;e,</L>
<L>Which might, the &s;hip it &s;unck not, bulge, and brui&s;e:</L>
<L>Like chorus between acts &s;o came the rain,</L>
<L>Peal after peal, then tragick &s;torms again.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Away goes &s;teerage, and the lead away,</L>
<L>All cour&s;es fail, no road is near, nor bay.</L>
<L>Away the card, away the compa&s;&s;e goes:</L>
<L>In two and thirty points not one point &s;howes,</L>
<L>A line of &s;afety, all the lines that were,</L>
<L>Did point to death, none other center there.</L>
<L>And if AMALFI had at that time found,</L>
<L>The load&s;tones u&s;e, the needle turning round,</L>
<L>Vpon no corner could have faln &s;o true,</L>
<L>As to direct from whence le&s;&s;e danger grew.</L>
<L>The &s;taff wherewith the height they wont to take,</L>
<L>Now when each &s;ea over the &s;hip doth rake,</L>
<L>Surges whelm &s;urges, billowes doe billowes ride,</L>
<L>(The &s;ea-race running counter to the tide)</L>
<L>Vnu&s;efull is, nor fit a &s;tep to &s;tay,</L>
<L>When rocking &s;hips the reeling drunkards play,</L>
<L>And di&s;engorge the &s;eas &s;urcharging wa&s;te,</L>
<L>At gu&s;hing &s;cuppet-holes, which &s;eem to ca&s;te.</L>
<L>The dancing beak-head now doth plunge, and dive,</L>
<L>Then up again before the winde doth drive,</L>
<L>And while upright it &s;tands upon the &s;lide,</L>
<L>The naked bottom may be halfway eyd.</L>
<L>No place for art is left, no place for might,</L>
<L>And every way be&s;t plea&s;eth but the right.</L>
<L>For they the windes mu&s;t follow not their will.</L>
<L>Obedience was their be&s;t, and that was ill.</L>
<L>To minde then fir&s;t life pa&s;t hath &s;wift recour&s;e,</L>
<L>Then fir&s;t the feare of death doth &s;tir remor&s;e,</L>
<L>Awakens memory, repre&s;ents things done:</L>
<L>And they who labourd riches to have wonne,</L>
<L>By deaths contempt, would all the world now give,</L>
<L>To be but &s;afe on &s;hore, and &s;o to live.</L>
<L>The&s;e were the &s;ports of that outragious fiend:</L>
<L>On whom a rabble of his likes attend,</L>
<L>Alike perdues, alike forlorn as he,</L>
<L>But le&s;&s;e in power, in malice, and degree.</L>
<L>Some ball up clouds to ramme into the winde,</L>
<L>Others new bla&s;ts doe labour to unbinde,</L>
<L>And on their backs come feircely riding in,</L>
<L>Before the old ones to &s;urcea&s;e begin,</L>
<L>And with their on&s;ets violate the skie,</L>
<L>And betweene whiles doe whole broad-&s;ides let flie.</L>
<L>The Vultures, Harpyes, and all birds of praey,</L>
<L>Took &s;anctuarie far upon &s;hore away:</L>
<L>Their element is now no longer theirs.</L>
<L>Another &s;hole of ouglier birds appeares,</L>
<L>Which vi&s;iblie po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e the troubled clime,</L>
<L>Them&s;elves the &s;ore&s;t tempe&s;ts of the time.</L>
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<LG>
<L>He had a coat full threefold thicke of bra&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>About his bre&s;t, nor for his life did pa&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Who fir&s;t did dare to tru&s;t the &s;ea with &s;hip,</L>
<L>And keels did teach' on billowes backe to skip,</L>
<L>Who fir&s;t to weather did commit his weal;</L>
<L>Or had &s;trange cau&s;e from tyrants power to &s;teal:</L>
<L>As had that man of CRETE, from who&s;e arts fame,</L>
<L>Choice peices carry the DAEDALEAN name.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The &s;hips &s;ides crack, the tackle teres like thred:</L>
<L>Some plie the pump; &s;ome cry we all are dead.</L>
<L>Here climbes a nimble boy unto the top,</L>
<L>When him now halfway, or not halfway up,</L>
<L>A gu&s;t praevents, which ducks into the deep,</L>
<L>The &s;hrowds them&s;elves, &amp; from the ropes doth &s;weep</L>
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<L>The ventrous climer, darting him as farre,</L>
<L>As globe of &s;tone from in&s;trument of warre.</L>
<L>There, to &s;tand fa&s;t the one the other bindes,</L>
<L>And both are blown of with the hoi&s;ting windes:</L>
<L>Another on his hands and feete doth creep;</L>
<L>Him bounding haches bandie to the deep.</L>
<L>Some tru&s;t unto the halliards, and their hold,</L>
<L>The cordage flies, they under &s;eas are rolld.</L>
<L>The giddy &s;hip the &s;ailers braines turnes round,</L>
<L>And &s;trains him &s;o, though hard his browes be bound,</L>
<L>That, as from &s;tricken flints, &s;parkes &s;eeme to flie,</L>
<L>Throughout his bones, and out at either eie.</L>
<L>If any one le&s;&s;e &s;icklie were then &s;o,</L>
<L>Of life le&s;&s;e weary he, the more his woe.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The Mu&s;e while this &s;he &s;ings is giddie grown;</L>
<L>And the right reader &s;carcely keeps his own.</L>
<L>No marvaile then if their braines turned were,</L>
<L>Who of the &s;torm the &s;tre&s;&s;e entire did beare.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The rudder torne away begins the wrack,</L>
<L>Though of the &s;ame the le&s;&s;er was the lack,</L>
<L>For that long &s;ince it cea&s;t of u&s;e to bee,</L>
<L>And traiterous leaks drunk in the driving &s;ea.</L>
<L>No &s;tanding on the decks, no &s;tirring there;</L>
<L>Th' unbridled bea&s;t will now no ma&s;ter heare,</L>
<L>But flings the rider, off the &s;ailer &s;hakes;</L>
<L>And each a grave-roome of his cabin makes.</L>
<L>The noi&s;e &s;o hvge as &s;hricks of men were drownd;</L>
<L>No anchorage but in vowes; nor in them found.</L>
<L>Not &s;o much &s;aile aloft left hanging there,</L>
<L>As would &s;uffice to wipe away one teare.</L>
<L>The ma&s;ts cut down, the goods throwne over borde,</L>
<L>And la&s;t them&s;elves; all aid's in vaine implorde,</L>
<L>All hands in vain employd, the hull to &s;ave,</L>
<L>When gaping comes the fatall finall wave,</L>
<L>Cal'd <HI>Decumane,</HI> which into watrie woomb,</L>
<L>At one &s;uck drawes down all, but gives no toomb;</L>
<L>For what one &s;ea devours another drives,</L>
<L>Rebelching it in mockage of their lives;</L>
<L>And as a load too heavie to dige&s;t,</L>
<L>The&s;e &s;urges play it over to the re&s;t,</L>
<L>And while one wreck another wreck doth hit,</L>
<L>What &s;eas left whole is &s;o in peices &s;plit;</L>
<L>Or ca&s;t on beds of &s;and, or ragged rocks,</L>
<L>The carca&s;&s;e-&s;elfe di&s;&s;olving with the &s;hocks.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The planks &s;tart out, the ribbs in peices crack,</L>
<L>No timber is &s;o &s;trong, but yeeldeth back,</L>
<L>And as the waves ru&s;h in, forth &s;hoots the ware,</L>
<L>Such as remaind t'accompany di&s;paire.</L>
<L>With them the deeps are &s;pred, here barrels flote,</L>
<L>There packs not yet through-wet, and che&s;ts of note,</L>
<L>And men and boyes ride on them while they may,</L>
<L>Then &s;hrick out la&s;t farewels and fall away:</L>
<L>The wine with brine doth mix; and mingled &s;o,</L>
<L>The curled fome doth no pure whitene&s;&s;e &s;how,</L>
<L>But dipt in claret die praetends to blu&s;h.</L>
<L>One &s;wallowing &s;urge the Merchants hop's doth cru&s;h,</L>
<L>The Factors, Sailers, Childrens, Wives, and Friends:</L>
<L>In wretched lo&s;&s;e the whole adventure ends.</L>
<L>And though the Ocean opens to the sky,</L>
<L>Where none alive is neere to bid, or buy,</L>
<L>A world of &s;cattred goods on billowes green,</L>
<L>As at a mart, yet they in vain are &s;eene,</L>
<L>And what his mercy &s;pares, or what the kinde,</L>
<L>Of that which cannot &s;inck the &s;hore doth finde,</L>
<L>The &s;hore more cruell then the &s;ea devours;</L>
<L>For he who claimes the wreck cries, all is ours.</L>
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<L>Nor with le&s;&s;e noi&s;e then as if from the &s;ide,</L>
<L>Of &s;teple rocks a cliff &s;hould chance to &s;lide,</L>
<L>And drop into the under-beating &s;eas,</L>
<L>To the great fright of the NEREIDES,</L>
<L>And other wanton nymphs who play by &s;hore,</L>
<L>The &s;unck &s;hip fals, and beaten waters rore.</L>
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<L>The ravenous fi&s;h, (tho&s;e wolves of NEPTVNES fie<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="3 letters"></L>
<L>A pa&s;&s;age &s;hort to quick and dead doe yeild,</L>
<L>Through greedy mawes; but corp&s;es thrown on &s;hore&punc;</L>
<L>Finde buriall there, and people to deplore.</L>
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<L>The cowerd under hatches feeles the fall,</L>
<L>Not daring &s;ight to u&s;e, nor &s;peech at all,</L>
<L>And &s;tops his eares, ju&s;t as his breath is &s;topt.</L>
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<L>But the tall fellow never overtopt,</L>
<L>With ba&s;ene&s;&s;e though with brine, in &s;wimming &s;inks,</L>
<L>And even in &s;inking of &s;urviving thinks,</L>
<L>Be&s;trides &s;ome ma&s;te, layes hold of yard, or planck,</L>
<L>And though among the lo&s;t him&s;elfe he ranck,</L>
<L>Yet &s;trives with armes, and leggs to keepe aloft.</L>
<L>And boldne&s;&s;e &s;o is ble&s;t, that not unoft,</L>
<L>God favours his e&s;cape, and lets him goe.</L>
<L>"The valiant man again&s;t de&s;paire cries No.</L>
<L>"And though of all things el&s;e bereft, and left,</L>
<L>"Him&s;elfe he leaves not. God no greater gift&punc;</L>
<L>"Hath given unto man than &s;uch a minde,</L>
<L>"Beneath the which are fortune, &s;eas, and winde,</L>
<L>"Above it nothing el&s;e but God alone,</L>
<L>"And to him knit is alwayes &s;o his owne.</L>
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<CLOSER>Sit Trinitati &s;empiterna gloria.</CLOSER>
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