Here you will find the Poem O Navis of poet Felix Lope de Vega Carpio
POOR bark of Life, upon the billows hoarse Assailed by storms of envy and deceit, Across what cruel seas in passage fleet My and sword alone direct thy course! My pen is dull; my sword of little force; Thy side lies open to the wild waves' beat As out from Favor's harbors we retreat, Pursued by hopes deceived and vain remorse. Let heaven by star to guide thee! here below How vain the joys that foolish hearts desire! Here friendship dies and enmity keeps true; Here happy days have left thee long ago! But seek not port, brave thou the tempest's ire; Until the end thy fated course pursue!