For none are poor if all in common thrive.1025
The mariner his fate bewails,
Who in a lonely vessel sails,
And, losing all his scanty store,
With life alone attains the shore;
But with a stouter heart the gale he braves,
That sinks a thousand ships beneath the waves.1030
When Phrixus fled in days of old
Upon the ram with fleece of gold,
His sister Helle with him fared