Like an advent'rous seafarer am I, <br />Who hath some long and dang'rous voyage been, <br />And, call'd to tell of his discovery, <br />How far he sail'd, what countries he had seen; <br />Proceeding from the port whence he put forth, <br />Shows by his compass how his course he steer'd, <br />When East, when West, when South, and when by North, <br />As how the Pole to every place was rear'd, <br />What capes he doubled, of what Continent, <br />The gulfs and straits that strangely he had past, <br />Where most becalm'd, where with foul weather spent, <br />And on what rocks in peril to be cast: <br />Thus in my love, Time calls me to relate <br />My tedious travels and oft-varying fate.<br /><br />Michael Drayton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-i-like-an-advent-rous-seafarer/
