To wretched England made returne againe
From Denmarke shores with many a thousand Dane.
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Who taking land at Sandwich in their ire,
Deuoid of pitie in the spoile of good,
Senselesse of humane woes with spoilefull fire
All things did burne, that in their passage stood,
Nor yet suffic’d: but thirsting after blood,
All doom’d to death, none kept for captiue bands,
Were slaine in troopes by their remorcelesse hands.