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No Shipwreck Of Virtue. To A Friend.
By Robert Herrick
Thou sail'st with others in this Argus here;
Nor wreck or bulging thou hast cause to fear;
But trust to this, my noble passenger;
Who swims with virtue, he shall still be sure
(Ulysses-like) all tempests to endure,
And 'midst a thousand gulfs to be secure.
Extra Info:
Bulging, leaking.
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