This first Volume containing the woorthy Discoueries, &c. of the English toward the North and Northeast by Sea, as of _Lapland_, _Scriksinia_, _Corelia_, the Baie of S. _Nicholas_, the Isles of _Colgoieue_, _Vaigatz_, and _Noua Zembla_, toward the great riuer _Ob_, with the mighty Empire of _Russia_, the _Caspian_ sea, _Georgia_, _Armenia_, _Media_, _Persia_, _Boghar_ in _Bactria_, and diuers kingdoms of _Tartaria_:
Together with many notable monuments and testimonies of the ancient forren trades, and of the warrelike and other shipping of this realme of _England_ in former ages.
_Whereunto is annexed also a briefe Commentarie of the true_ state of _Island_, and of the Northren Seas and lands situate that way.
_And lastly, the memorable defeate of the Spanish huge Armada, Anno_ 1588. and the famous victorie atchieued at the citie of _Cadiz_, 1596. are described.
_By_ RICHARD HACKLVYT _Master of_ Artes, and sometime Student of Christ-Church in Oxford.
Imprinted at London by GEORGE BISHOP, RALPH NEWBERIE and ROBERT BARKER. 1598.
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Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold And many goodly states and kingdoms seen; Round many western islands have I been Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold. Oft of one wide expanse had I been told That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as his demesne; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez, when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific--and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise-- Silent, upon a peak in Darien. KEATS
_Mulciber in Troiam, pro Troia stabat Apollo._
THE WHOLE WORKS OF HOMER; PRINCE OF POETTS In his Iliads, and Odysses.
_Translated according to the Greeke, By Geo: Chapman._
_Omnia ab his: et in his sunt omnia: siue beati_ _Te decor eloquij, seu rer[=u] pondera tangunt. Angel Pol:_
_At London printed for Nathaniell Butter. William Hole Sculp:_
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Within that awful volume lies The mystery of mysteries! Happiest they of human race, To whom God has granted grace To read, to fear, to hope, to pray, To lift the latch, and force the way; And better had they ne'er been born Who read to doubt, or read to scorn. SCOTT