Book II, 95: On the Temporizer

He seemes to be a Man of Warre; His sayle
Being fill'd and prosper'd with a foreright Gale,
Makes speedy way; and, with her Keele, divides
The sparkling furrowes of the swelling Tides;
Or if the wind should slacke, or ase to blow,
Can make a shift to Tide it to and fro;
But if it prove a Storme, or the wind croe,
His wavering Bottom soone begin to tosse
Vpon the troubled aves, without rgard
Of either stear, or yet the sea-mans ard;
His prouder Courage quailes, & the rough weather
Transports his wandring keel, he knows not whither;
Till, after many a ruine-threatning knock,
He's overwhelmd or splitt upon a Rock.