Did fall to ground, and with his heavie sway
So deepely dinted in the driven clay,
That three yardes deepe a furrow up did throw:
The sad earth wounded with so sore assay,
Did grone full grievous underneath the blow,
And trembling with strange feare, did like an earthquake show.
IX
As when almightie Jove, in wrathfull mood,[°]
To wreake the guilt of mortall sins is bent,