Which to this nation they before had lent:
As with their anger they would vs recall
From running headlong, where we needs must fall.
40.
Towards th’Articke side of heau’n ore Albion’s rocks,
A blazing meteor stood in th’vpper aire,
Which with grim looke shaking his dreadfull locks,
Bids earth be barren, and the world despaire:
Then cals the furies with the snakie haire,
To execute that vengeance to succeed,