The blaze of whose bright shields and glittering blades,
Did cast a sunshine in the darkest shades:
With whom we thought t’haue then begun the fight,
Had setting sun not shew’d approching night.
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But when from vnderneath the siluer vaile
Of Thetis lap Apollo did arise,
And to the batlements of heau’n exhale
Night’s dewie drops, which fell before from skies,
Our bands t’applie for fight we did deuise,