Although We Wish the Triumph Still Might Last

Pro. Although we wish the triumph still might last
For such a prince, and his discovery past;
Yet now, great lord of waters, and of isles,
Give Proteus leave to turn unto his wiles.

Por. And, whilst young Albion doth thy labours ease,
Dispatch Portunus to thy ports.

Sar. And Saron to thy seas:
To meet old Nereus, with his fifty girls,
From aged Indus laden home with pearls,
And Orient gums, to burn unto thy name.

Grand Cho. And may thy subjects' hearts be all on flame,
Whilst thou dost keep the earth infirm estate,
And 'mongst the winds, dost suffer no debate,
But both at sea, and land, our powers increase,
With health and all the golden gifts of peace.