With many more to quell the foemen’s pride,
The noble Deuoreux, that vndaunted knight,
Who stood asterne his ship and wishly ei’d,
How deepe the skirmish drew on either side,
Nere stai’d, as was decreed, to second those
In the maine fight, but rusht amongst the foes.
405.
And as we see the sunne sometimes shine cleare
Amidst the skie, then muffle his bright face
In sable clouds, and straight againe appeare,