However, as I have heard Captain Smith say again and again,
everything comes to him who waits, and so also came that day when
the winds were favoring; when Captain Newport, the admiral of our
fleet, gave the word to make sail, and we sped softly away from
England's shores, little dreaming of that time of suffering, of
sickness, and of sadness which was before us.
To Nathaniel and me, who had never strayed far from London town, and
knew no more of the sea than might have been gained in a boatman's
wherry, the ocean was exceeding unkind, and for eight and forty
hours did we lie in that narrow bed, believing death was very near
at hand.
There is no reason why I should make any attempt at describing the
sickness which was upon us, for I have since heard that it comes
to all who go out on the sea for the first time. When we recovered,
it was suddenly, like as a flower lifts up its head after a refreshing
shower that has pelted it to the ground.
I would I might set down here all which came to us during the
voyage, for it was filled with wondrous happenings; but because I
would tell of what we did in the land of Virginia, I must be sparing
of words now.
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