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Maister Captaine Bing∣ham, his commendation vppon this Treatise.
IF honour and reward, may mooue the minde,
By noble actions, highlie to aspire:
The forward man in this discourse shall finde,
Reward and honour, propos'd for hire.
VVhich meede, no right renowmed hart mislikes:
Though gaind by passing, through ten thousād pikes
The white whereat wee leuell, well is knowen,
The plot and place, with finger poynted out:
The name thereof through all the world is blone,
To put the hard beleeuers out of doubt.
Our forren neighbours, like it to their gaine:
And sucke the sweete, while sleeping we remaine.
The iorney is but easie to bee gonne,
The frozen Pole disioyned farre dooth lye:
VVe shape our course, farre from the burning Zonne,
The soile is subiect to a milder skye.
And by proofe, of many recordes tride:
The Paradise, of all the world beside:
Then launch ye noble youthes into the maine,
No lurking perrils lye amidde the way:
Your trauell shall retourne you treble gaine,
and make your names renoumed another day.
For valiaunt mindes, through twentie Seas will roome:
And fish for lucke, while sluggardes lye at home.
Richard Bingham.