ODE.
105
Has wander'd and has travell'd more
Than ever beast, or fish, or bird, or ever tree, before:
In every air and every sea 't has been,
'T has compass'd all the earth, and all the heavens 't has seen.
Let not the Pope's itself with this compare,
This is the only universal chair.
Than ever beast, or fish, or bird, or ever tree, before:
In every air and every sea 't has been,
'T has compass'd all the earth, and all the heavens 't has seen.
Let not the Pope's itself with this compare,
This is the only universal chair.
The pious wanderer's fleet, sav'd from the flame
(Which still the relicks did of Troy pursue,
And took them for its due),
A squadron of immortal nymphs became:
Still with their arms they row about the seas,
And still make new and greater voyages:
Nor has the first poetick ship of Greece
(Though now a star she so triumphant show,
And guide her sailing successors below,
Bright as her ancient freight the shining fleece)
Yet to this day a quiet harbour found;
The tide of heaven still carries her around.
Only Drake's sacred vessel (which before
Had done and had seen more
Than those have done or seen,
Ev'n since they Goddesses and this a Star has been),
As a reward for all her labour past,
Is made the seat of rest at last.
Let the case now quite alter'd be,
And, as thou went'st abroad the world to see,
Let the world now come to see thee!
The world will do 't; for curiosity
Does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make;
(Which still the relicks did of Troy pursue,
And took them for its due),
A squadron of immortal nymphs became:
Still with their arms they row about the seas,
And still make new and greater voyages:
Nor has the first poetick ship of Greece
(Though now a star she so triumphant show,
And guide her sailing successors below,
Bright as her ancient freight the shining fleece)
Yet to this day a quiet harbour found;
The tide of heaven still carries her around.
Only Drake's sacred vessel (which before
Had done and had seen more
Than those have done or seen,
Ev'n since they Goddesses and this a Star has been),
As a reward for all her labour past,
Is made the seat of rest at last.
Let the case now quite alter'd be,
And, as thou went'st abroad the world to see,
Let the world now come to see thee!
The world will do 't; for curiosity
Does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make;
