Vpon the rouling billowes running high,
Is carried captiue from his natiue land,
To which oft turning backe his heauie eie,
It seemes a farre to follow him and crie,
“Adew, deare lord, adew, who neuer more
With one step’s touch shall grace my sandie shore.”
88.
With griefe arriu’d on Cardiffe’s rockie coast,
Where Seuerne first meets Nereus wauie brood,
Through whose blacke waues faire Sabrine’s guiltlesse ghost,