Classic Poem

N eptune's vice-gerent, Sea -controling Spirit
That makes her pay thee tribute , and thy land;
Of which thou dost, therefore, great honor merit,
And worthy art thou on both to command.
So long thou hast the Northen-pole regarded,
That nature now, hath made that pole thine head:
So, lookes are, with what was lookt for, rewarded;
Then by his light , let thy course still be led
If so, thy fame the world inviron shall,
For, his light leades to glory infinite;
Then eie him well and his staid motions all,
Yea, draw as neere him as is requisite:
So, Fame thy name will on the Skies enrole
So shalt thou honor'd be by this North-Pole .