And the alonely comfort of his own,

His very name with terror did annoy

His foreign foes so far as he was known.

Hell drooped for fear; the Turkey moon looked pale;

Spain trembled; and the most tempestuous sea,

(Where Behemoth, the Babylonish whale,

Keeps all his bloody and imperious plea)

Was swoln with rage, for fear he'd stop the tide

Of her o'er-daring and insulting pride.

From a Satire written to King James I