Is such a iourney that their ceaseless toyle

Can scarcily reach before the morrowes prime;

The next is highest heau’n from whence the soyle

And spacious seas, I see with dreadfull eye

And fearfull heart; the next whereto I hie

Is steep and prone and craues a cunning guide;

And then dothe Thetis shake herselfe for dread,

Lest headlong I should fall and downward glide,

And burie in her waues my golden head.”

“And that thou mayst continue in the way,