The vaile-inriched Borsis mounting high,
With blazing shine did glaze the cloudie skie,
While eight miles compasse Vulcan’s fierie fume
Dame Ceres gifts did in the vales consume.
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Thus grac’d with noble conquest and rich spoile,
The valiant victors with their royall fleet,
Did passe the seas vnto their natiue soile,
Where falling prostrate at their soueraigne’s feet,
With glorious prize the virgin they did greet,