‘They leapt out of the place, and left the bared sand
‘To gaze upon wide heaven: so great a blow it gave.
‘For which, the conquering Brute on Corineus brave
‘This horn of land bestow’d, and markt it with his name
‘Of Corin, Cornwal call’d to his immortal fame.’
Clear Dert delivering thus the famous Brute’s arrive,
Inflam’d with her report, the straggling rivulets strive
So highly her to raise, that Ting (whose banks were blest
By her beloved nymph dear Leman) which addrest
And fully with herself determined before