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“This Land, that water hath to them denied, shalt see affording surest Hythe, where spent by their long voyaging, shall rest and ride Argosies bound from utmost Occident. In fine, this seaboard all, that futile tried death-snare to weave, shall pay obedient toll, tithe, and tribute, knowing vain it were to beard the Lusian Lyon in his lair.