ABSTRACT
One didn’t have to be John Milton to ask, “What hard mishap” doomed Sir Walter, Colin Clout’s hapless Shepherd of the Sea? It wasn’t the waves or felon winds, although there was a case to be made against the Destiny, the Poe-like perfidious bark of yore that Raleigh bore, back to his own native shore. Better to have avoided Plymouth and taken French service, as he almost did.
