Their wauering thoughts, they set before their eyes
The generall slaughter of that dismall day,
When Spaine’s black fleet on Neptune’s liquid skies
Should woefull England suddenlie surprise;
Wishing them craue the pope’s protection
T’escape such horror and confusion.
77.
But as the wolfe disguis’d with fleecie skin
Of sillie sheep, the shepheard long did blinde,
And 'mongst the flock thereby did credit win,