By glorious deeds immortall fame to merit.
193.
Vpon th’Eolian gods supportfull wings,
With chearefull shouts, they parted from the shore,
While heau’n and earth and all the ocean rings
With sounds, which on her wings loud echo bore,
Of trumpets, drums, shrill fifes and cannons rore,
To which the people’s shouts on shores fast by,
Reecho’d in the rockes with loud replie.
194.