Suck'st early balme, and Iland spices there,
15And wilt anon in thy loose-rein'd careere
At Tagus, Po, Sene, Thames, and Danow dine,
And see at night thy Westerne land of Myne,
Yet hast thou not more nations seene then shee,
That before thee, one day beganne to bee,
20And thy fraile light being quench'd, shall long, long out live thee.
III.
Nor, holy Ianus, in whose soveraigne boate