Enobarbus: The barge she sat in, like a burnis'd throne/Burned on the water: the poop was beaten gold./Purple the sais, and so perfumed/ That the winds were lovesick with them./ The oars were silver, which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made/ The water which they beat to follow faster/ As amorous of their strokes.
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