On a tiny skiff, lost and wretched,
Exposed to the horror of the raging sea,
I disputed the fate of my endangered life
With the whirlpools of outrageous north winds.
Everything rushes to my death: rainy Orion
Bursts a thick deluge, and my boat laden
With waves along with my life was half-submerged
Having no other help but my cry to the heavens.
Immediately my vessel, emptied of fear and waves,
Received to my rescue the Tyndarid pair!
Help in despair, timely in distress.
On the sea of my tears carried by a frail body,
By the wind of my sighs pressed by a thousand deaths,
I saw the twin star in my mistress’s eyes.
Théodore Agrippa d’Aubigné
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