Porta pietatis, or, The port or harbour of piety Exprest in sundry triumphes, pageants, and showes, at the initiation of the Right Honourable Sir Maurice Abbot Knight, into the Majoralty of the famous and farre renowned city London. All the charge and expence of the laborious projects both by water and land, being the sole undertaking of the Right Worshipfull Company of the Drapers. Written by Thomas Heywood.

The Speech from the Shippe.

SHipping to our first Fathers was not knowne; (Though now amongst all Nations common growne) Nor trade by Sea: we read the first choise peece, Was th'Argo, built to fetch the golden Fleece, In which brave voyage, sixty Princes, all Heroës, such as we Semones call: In that new Vessell to attaine the shore. Where such a prize was, each tugg'd at the Oare: On one bench Hercules and Hilas sate, Beauty and Strength; and siding iust with that Daunaus and Lynceus of so quicke a sight No interposer, or large distance might Dull his cleare Opticks: those that had the charge, And the chiefe stearadge of that Princely Barge, Zethes and Calais, whose judgements meet, Being said t'have feathers on their heads and feete: We spare the rest: Grave Sir, the Merchants trade Is that, for which all Shipping first was made; And through an Hellespont who would but pull, Steere, and hoise saile, to bring home golden Wooll?

For wee by that are cloath'd: In the first place Sate strength and beauty: oh what a sweete grace Have those united; both now yours, great Lord, Your beauty is your robe, your strength the sword. You must have Lynceus eyes, and further see Than either you before have done, or he Could ever: having now a true inspection Into each strife, each cause without affection To this or that party: some are sed, To have had feathers on their feete and head. (As those whom I late nam'd) you must have more, And in your place be feather'd now all o're: You must have feathers in your thoughts, your eyes, Your hands, your feete; for he that's truely wise Must still be of a winged apprehension As well for execution, as prevention. You know (Right honourd Sir) delayes and pauses, In judicature, dull, if not dampe, good causes: That we presume t'advise, we pardon crave, It being confest, all these, and more you have.