In Praise of Fidelia

by Mildmay Fane, 2nd Earl of Westmorland
Get thee a ship well rigged and tight,
With ordnance store, and manned for fight,
Snug in her timbers' mould for the seas,
Yet large in hold for merchandies;
Spread forth her cloth, and anchors weigh,
And let her on the curled waves play
Till, Fortune-towed, she chance to meet
The Hesperian home-bound western fleet;
Then let her board 'mdash, and for price
Take gold-ore, sugar-canes, and spice, —
— — Yet when all these sh' hath brought ashore,
— — In my Fidelia I 'll find more.

Get thee a ship well rigged and tight,
With ordnance store, and manned for fight,
Snug in her timbers' mould for the seas,
Yet large in hold for merchandies;
Spread forth her cloth, and anchors weigh,
And let her on the curled waves play
Till, Fortune-towed, she chance to meet
The Hesperian home-bound western fleet;
Then let her board 'mdash, and for price
Take gold-ore, sugar-canes, and spice, —
— — Yet when all these sh' hath brought ashore,
— — In my Fidelia I 'll find more.
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