But turnes aboue the blacke Mens populous towrs,
On whom he more bestowes his radiant howres
That on th’ Hellenians: then all Beasts of horne,
And smooth-brow’d, that in beds of wood are borne,
About the Oken dales that North-winde flie,
Gnashing their teeth with restlesse miserie;
And euerywhere that [304]Care solicits all,
That ([305]out of shelter) to their Couerts fall,
And Cauerns eaten into Rocks; and then
Those wilde Beasts shrink, like tame three-footed Men,