‘Upon that lofty place at Plimmouth call’d the Hoe,
‘Those mighty wrestlers met;[70] with many an ireful look
‘Who threatned, as the one hold of the other took:
‘But, grappled, glowing fire shines in their sparkling eyes,
‘And, whilst at length of arm one from the other lies,
‘Their lusty sinews swell like cables, as they strive:
‘Their feet such trampling make, as tho’ they forc’d to drive
‘A thunder out of earth, which stagger’d with the weight:
‘Thus, either’s utmost force urg’d to the greatest height,
‘Whilst one upon his hip the other seeks to lift,