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203.
So, close behind some Promontory lie
The huge Leviathans t'attend their Prey:
And give no Chace, but swallow in the Frie,
Which through their gaping Jaws mistake the way.
So, close behind some Promontory lie
The huge Leviathans t'attend their Prey:
And give no Chace, but swallow in the Frie,
Which through their gaping Jaws mistake the way.
204.
Nor was this all: In Ports and Roads remote,
Destructive Fires among whole Fleets we send:
Burning of the Fleet, in the Vly, by Sir Robert Holmes. Triumphant Flames upon the Water flote,
And out-bound Ships at Home their Voyage end.
Nor was this all: In Ports and Roads remote,
Destructive Fires among whole Fleets we send:
Burning of the Fleet, in the Vly, by Sir Robert Holmes. Triumphant Flames upon the Water flote,
And out-bound Ships at Home their Voyage end.
205.
Those various Squadrons, variously design'd,
Each Vessel fraighted with a several Load:
Each Squadron waiting for a several wind,
All find but one, to burn them in the Road.
Those various Squadrons, variously design'd,
Each Vessel fraighted with a several Load:
Each Squadron waiting for a several wind,
All find but one, to burn them in the Road.
206.
Some bound for Guinny, golden Sand to find,
Bore all the Gauds the simple Natives wear:
Some for the pride of Turkish Courts design'd,
For folded Turbants finest Holland bear.
Some bound for Guinny, golden Sand to find,
Bore all the Gauds the simple Natives wear:
Some for the pride of Turkish Courts design'd,
For folded Turbants finest Holland bear.
207. Some
