Beyond th’ old Pillars many have travalled
Towards the sun’s cradle, and his throne, and bed.
A fitter pillar our Earl did bestow
In that late island; for he well did know
Farther than Wingfield no man dares to go.
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Sir John Wingfield
by John Donne
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