Gascoigne, George / Kinwelmershe, Francis / Yelverton, ChristopherEuripides / Dolce, Lodovico · published 1575 · first performed or written 1566 (Annals) tragedy unassigned nearest T57 Ships, merchants and pirates · 514 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T57: ship, sea, master, sail, home, money, pisaro, life, ships, till.
All hast post haste, was made to have it done: And up it comes in haste much more than speed. There did I see a woeful work begun, Which now (even now) doth make my heart to bleed. Some made such haste that in the boat they won, Before it was above the hatches brought. Strange tale to tell, what hast some men shall make To found their death before the same be sought. Some twixt the boat and ship their bane do take, Both drowned and slain with brains for haste crushed out. At last the boat half freighted in the air Is hoist aloft, and on the seas down set, When I that yet in God could not despair, Still plied the pump, and patiently did let All such take boat as thither made repair. And herewithal I safely may protest I might have won the boat as well as one, And had that seemed a safety for the rest I should percase even with the first have gone. But when I saw the boat was over priest And pestered full with more than it might bear, And therewithal with cheerful look might see My chief companions whom I held most dear (Whose company had thither trained me) Abiding still aboard our ship yfeare: Nay then (quoth I) good God thy will be done, For with my fears I will both live and die. And ear the boat far from our sight was gone The wave so wrought, that they (which thought to flee And so to scape) with waves were over run. Lo how he strives in vain that strives with God For there we lost the flower of the band, And of our crew full twenty souls and odd, The Sea sucks up, whiles we on hatches stand In smarting fear to feel that self same rod. Well on (as yet) our battered bark did pass, And brought the rest within a mile of land, Then thought I sure now need not I to pass, For I can swim and so escape this sand. Thus did I deem all careless like an Ass, When suddenly the wind our foresail took, And turned about and brought us eft to Seas. Then cried we all, cast out the anchor hook, And here let bide such help as god may please: Which anchor cast, we soon the same forsook, And cut it off, for fear lest thereupon Our ship should bouge, then called we fast for fire, And so discharged our great guns every one, To warn the town thereby of our desire: But all in vain, for succour sent they none. At last a Hoy from Sea came flinging fast, And towards us held course as straight as line. Then might you see our hands to heaven up cast To tender thanks unto the power divine, That so vouchsafed to save us yet at last: But when this Hoy 'gan (well-near) board our bark, And might perceive what peril we were in, It turned away and left us still in (a) cark,
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All haſt poſt haſt, was made to haue it done: And vp it commes in haſt much more than ſpéede. There did I ſee a wofull worke begonne, Which now (euen now) doth make my hart to bléede. Some made ſuch haſt that in the boate they wonne, Before it was aboue the hatches brought. Straunge tale to tell, what haſt ſome men ſhall make To find their death before the ſame be ſought. Some twixt the boate and ſhippe their bane do take, Both drownd and ſlayne with braynes for haſt cruſht out. At laſt the boat halfe fraighted in the aire Is hoyſt alofte, and on the ſeas downe ſet, When I that yet in God could not diſpaire, Still plide the pumpe, and patiently did let All ſuch take boate as thither made repaire. And herewithall I ſafely may proteſt I might haue wonne the boate as wel as one, And had that ſéemed a ſafetie for the reſt I ſhould percaſe euen with the firſt haue gone. But when I ſaw the boate was ouer preſt And peſtred full with moe than it might beare, And therwithall with cherefull looke might ſée My chiefe companions whome I held moſt deare (Whofe companie had thither trained me) Abiding ſtill aboorde our ſhippe yfeare: Nay then (quoth I) good God thy will be done, For with my feeres I will both liue and dye. And eare the boate farre from our ſight was gon The waue ſo wrought, that they (which thought to flée And ſo to ſcape) with waues were ouer ronne. Lo how he ſtriues in vaine that ſtriues with God For there we loſt the flowre of the band, And of our crew full twentie ſoules and odde, The Sea ſucks vp, whils we on hatches ſtand In ſmarting feare to feele that ſelfe ſame rodde. Well on (as yet) our battred barke did paſſe, And brought the reſt within a myle of lande, Then thought I ſure now néede not I to paſſe, For I can ſwymme and ſo eſcape this ſande. Thus dyd I déeme all careleſſe like an Aſſe, When ſodaynely the wynde our foreſayle tooke, And turnd about and brought vs eft to Seas. Then cryed we all, caſt out the ancor hooke, And here let byde ſuch helpe as god may pleaſe: Which ancor caſt, we ſoone the ſame forſooke, And cut it off, for feare leaſt therevpon Our ſhippe ſhould bowge, then callde we faſt for fire, And ſo diſchargde our great gunnes euerychone, To warne the towne thereby of our deſire: But all in vayne, for ſuccor ſent they none. At laſt a Hoy from Sea came flinging faſt, And towards vs helde courſe as ſtreight as lyne. Then might you ſée our hands to heauen vp caſt To render thanks vnto the power deuine, That ſo vouchſafte to ſaue vs yet at laſt: But when this Hoy gan (welnéere) boorde our barke, And might perceiue what peryll we were in, It turnd away and left vs ſtill in carke,