A flocke of feares, 17. If that the water fish forsake the streame Agaynst his kinde, feeles hee no hurt ensues? Or if the broeke would learne to play the breame, And leaue the lambes at land, were this no newes? A fethered fowle in th’earth a den to chuse, Or flounder say to flye [and soare aloft] the larke to catch, Would not you maruell then, what monsters now doth nature hatch?[429] 18.