As banisht wightes, such ioyes wee mought[1344] haue made, Easde of aye threatning death, that late we dradde: But once our countrey’s sight, not care, exempt, No harbour shewing, that mought[1345] our feare relent, No couert caue, no shrub to shroud our lyues, No hollow wood, no flyght, that oft depriues The mighty his pray, no sanctuary left, For exilde prince, that shrowdes ech slaue from theft. 20. In prison pent, whose woddy walles to passe Of no lesse perill then the dying was: With the ocean moated, battred with the waues, (As chaind at oares, the wretched galley slaues At mercy sit of sea and enmies shot, And shonne with death what[1346] they with flight may not) But greenish waues, and desert[1347] lowring skies All comfort els forclosde our exilde eyes. 21. Loe, loe, from hiest top, the slauish boy Sent vp, with sight of land our harts to ioy, Descries at hand whole[1348] flete of _Easterlinges_, As then hote enemies of the _British_ kinges: The mouse may somtyme helpe the lyon in neede, The byttle bee once spilt the aegle’s breede: O princes, seeke no foes, in your distresse, The earth, the seas conspire your heauinessse. 22. Our foe discryed by flight wee shon in hast, And lade with canuas now the bending mast: The ship was rackt to try her sayling then, As squirels clyme the troupes of trusty men: The steresman seekes a redier course to ronne, The souldier stirs, the gonner hies to gonne, The _Flemings_ sweate, the _English_ shyp disdaines To waite behind to beare the _Fleming’s_ traines. 23. Forth flyes[1349] the barke, as from the violent goonne The pellet pearc’th[1350] all stayes and stops eft soone: And swift shee swimmeth,[1351] as oft in sunny day The dolphin fleetes in seas, in mery May: As wee for liues, so th’ _Esterlinges_ for gayne Thwack on the sayles, and after make amayne: Though laden[1352] they were, and of burden great, A king to master yet, what swayne[1353] nold sweat? 24. So mid the vale the greyhound seeyng stert His fearefull foe,[1354] pursu’th: before she flert’th,[1355] And where shee turn’th, hee turn’th her there to beare: The one pray prick’th,[1356] the other saftye’s feare: So were wee chasde, so fled wee fore[1357] our foes: Bet flight then fight in so vneuen close, I end: some thinke perhaps, too long hee stay’th,[1358] In perill present shewing his fixed fayth. 25.