For like Ortigian Delos on the maine,
Behold, th’Iberian fleet from shores of Spaine
Comes hard at hand, and threatens our decay;
Then arme, aboord with speed, make no delay.”
213.
This said, confusedly the souldiers ran
To ships from shore, earth flew about their feet,
Then weigh’d they vp their ankors, and each man
Put to his helping hand, to bring their fleet
Into the seas, the aduerse foes to meet,