No More Learning

Thus, as Drayton says:
A           kingdoms will we seek from far,
As many nations waste in civil war;
Where the dishevelled ghastly sea-nymph sings,
Our well-rigged ships shall stretch their swelling wings,
And drag their anchors through the sandy foam,
About the world in every clime to roam;
And there anchristened countries call our own
Where scarce the name of England hath been known.