To this δαιμονίη ἀρετὴ [Greek: daimoniê aretê] (as Froude calls it) of the fiery Sir Richard the master-gunner readily assented; but, according to Raleigh's account, the captain and master pointed out that the Spaniards would doubtless give them good terms, and that there were still some valiant men left on board their little ship whose lives might hereafter be of service to England. Sir Richard was probably by this time too weak and wounded to contest the matter further; the counsels of the captain and master prevailed; and the master actually succeeded in obtaining for conditions _that all their lives should be saved, the crew sent to England, and the officers ransomed_. In vain did the master-gunner protest and even attempt to commit suicide: Tennyson has summed up the story in one sad line: 'And the lion lay there dying, and they yielded to the foe.' Sir Richard was now removed to the ship of the Spanish admiral, 'the _Revenge_ being marvellous unsavoury, filled with blood and bodies of dead and wounded men like a slaughter-house.' And now-- 'How died he? Death to life is crown, or shame--' There, on the deck of Don Alfonso Bassano's ship, in the midst of the Spanish captains, who crowded round to wonder at the man who had so long defied their deadly attacks, two or three days after the fight between 'the mastiffs of England and the bloodhounds of Spain,' the grand old Cornish warrior's spirit left the body, speaking his last words thus--in Spanish, so John Huighen van Linschoten (in 'Hakluyt's Voyages') tells us: 'Here die I, Richard Grenville, with a joyful and quiet mind; for that I have ended my life as a true soldier ought to do, fighting for his Country, Queen, Religion and Honour: my soul willingly departing from this body, leaving behind the lasting fame of having behaved as every valiant soldier is in duty bound to do.' Lord Bacon says of the fight that it was 'Memorable euen beyond credit, and to the Height of some Heroicall Fable.' And well might Ruskin, in his 'Bibliotheca Pastorum' (i. 33), class the Cornish hero with Arnold of Sempach, Leonidas and Curtius as a type of 'the divinest of sacrifices--that of the patriot for his country'! Well might the gentle Evelyn exclaim: 'Than this what have we more? What can be greater?' And well might gallant old Sir John Hawkins wish that this story might be 'written in our Chronicles,'--as it has been, by Raleigh and by Tennyson,--in 'letters of Gold.' The Spanish fleet were not permitted to enjoy the fruits of this, their hard-earned and almost only capture during the war; for, a few days after the battle, a great storm arose from the west and north-west, dispersing their battle-ships, and also the West Indian fleet (the cause of the English Expedition) which had now joined them; and sinking, off the coast of St. Michael, fourteen sail, together with the _Revenge_--which seemed to disdain to survive her commander--with 200 Spaniards on board her.