Epigram 86. To the right Honourable Henry Lord Hastings Baron of Loughborough

My Lord, when in my youth I (for some while)
Did leave the pleasures of our native Isle,
And travel'd France and Italy, I spent
(Methought) my Time in a most high content;
And was so far from longing to return,
That I when I was sent for home did mourn.
And doubtless you are pleas'd, who now enjoy
A Calme after a storme of jeopardy.
Homer his Iliads might have writ of you;
And (as our fear prompts) his Odysses too.
But we will hope the best, and that you may
(As er'st Ulysses to his Ithaca)
Return to England (all those tumults past)
And finde it crown'd with happy dayes at last;
Be reconcil'd to every own, and know
(Among so many Friends) no single foe.