Mon amant de la mer,
Should loss or misfortune appear to mar
our future on this day I do profess
my love for you. May not the weakest star
deny guidance or the sea's turbulence
deter you from your task. Prepare your plan
but do not be reckless, I fear a trap,
the scope of this enterprise must demand
utmost diligence, should these gold lined scraps
of the King be that invaluable,
three English warships have been deployed,
about your skills I have no doubt when you
return to me, my lover and my joy.
Loquacious
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