The larger cargo doubles every gain,

Let but the winds their adverse blasts restrain.

If thy rash thoughts on merchandise be placed,

Lest debts ensnare or joyless hunger waste,

Learn now the courses of the roaring sea,

Though ships and voyages are strange to me.

Ne’er [123]o’er the sea’s broad way my course I bore

Save once from Aulis to th’ Eubœan shore:

From Aulis, where the Greeks in days of yore,

The winds awaiting, kept the harbouring shore: