And then came on a pleasant night,
Their boat ready they put to sea;
But were not gone past leagues three,
’Till dark and dismal grew the skies,
The wind and waves did dreadful rise,
In open boat, no compass had,
Only two men, whose skill was bad.
Here Charles’ courage was at a stand,
Tempests by sea and storms by land;
For wind and wave did fight again’ him