But first thou must a season fast and pray,
Till from her bands the spright assoiled is,
And have her strength recur'd from fraile infirmitis.
LIII
That donne, he leads him to the highest Mount;
Such one as that same mighty man[°] of God,
That blood-red billowes[°] like a walled front
On either side disparted with his rod,
Till that his army dry-foot through them yod,