So from the fleet at shore went th’English downe
To charge the foes inranckt before the towne.
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The battels ioyn’d; but by their valour’s might,
The valiant English in one hower’s space
Brake through the foe-men’s rankes, who turn’d to flight;
Did turne their backes and gaue the victors place,
Who to the towne pursu’d with speedie chace,
Whose walles th’Iberians flying from the field
Against their foes did long to make their shield.