And forth wee launch full fraughted to the brinke,
Whan, with th’vnwonted[1560] waight, the rusty keele
Began to cracke as if the same should sinke,
Wee hoyse vp maste and sayle, that in a while
Wee fet the shoare, where scarsely wee had while
For to ariue, but that wee heard anone
A three sound barke confounded all in one.
72.
Wee had not long forth past, but that wee sawe
Blacke Cerberus, the hydeous hound of hell,