Yet whilst I wondring call to minde againe.
That thou durst goe, like no man else that lives;
By Sea and land, alone, in cold and raine,
Through Bandits, Pirats, and Arabian Theeves,
I doe admire thee; yet a good event
Absolves a rash designe: So hardest things,
(When humane reason cannot give consent
T’ attempt) attain’d; the greater glory brings.
Then Friend, though praise & paines rest both with thee,
The use redounds unto the world, and mee.