| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Chloris | | Sonnet XXXV. Like to the shipman, in his brittle boat | | William Smith (fl. 1596) |
| | | LIKE to the shipman, in his brittle boat, | |
| Tossed aloft by the unconstant wind; | |
| By dangerous rocks and whirling gulfs doth float, | |
| Hoping, at length, the wishèd Port to find: | |
| So doth my love in stormy billows sail, | 5 |
| And passing the gaping SCYLLA’s waves, | |
| In hope at length with CHLORIS to prevail; | |
| And win that prize which most my fancy craves. | |
| Which unto me of value will be more | |
| Than was that rich and wealthy Golden Fleece; | 10 |
| Which JASON stout, from Colchos island bore, | |
| With wind in sails, unto the shore of Greece, | |
| More rich, more rare, more worth her love I prize; | |
| Than all the wealth which under heaven lies. | | | | |
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