Meane time th’ vndaunted _Drake_ no time did sleepe, Vpon the maine king _Philip’s_ powers to sease, Who thought himselfe the Neptune of the deepe; But of such yoke, the sea-gods sonnes to ease, _Drake_ tooke from him the scepter of the seas, And put the same in his faire soueraigne’s hand, Teaching the deepe to know her milde command. 98. Her winged barkes, like sea-nymphes in their flight, The aged sea-god’s daughter safely bore, Whose nimble dance the deepe did so delight, That 'bout their bosomes sweeping by the shore The siluer waues did play with wanton rore, Thinking themselues releas’d from yoke of Spaine, Whose gold-heap’d mountaines did oppresse the maine. 99. With these vpon the seas, the noble _Drake_ Did saile as lord of th’ocean emperie, At whose dread name th’Iberians hearts did quake, Who left the rule of Neptune’s moistned skie To _Drake’s_ command, and to the shores did flie, Whom now for ancient wrongs done long before, He with swift vengeance follow’d to the shore. 100. Braue _Carlile_, _Winter_, _Frobisher_ and _Knoles_, With many more of Neptune’s noble race, Made peopled cities place for beasts and fowles, Burnt bowers, sackt towers, raz’d townes before the face Of their base foes, who fled with foule disgrace, Leauing wife, children, gold and goods for pray, By stranger people to be borne away. 101. Foure townes in this their voyage they did foile, First did Saint Iago by their power decline, That done, then Saint Domingo did they spoile, Next towring Carthagena, and in fine In Terra Florida, Saint Augustine: Thus fortune with rich spoile their deeds did crowne, And home they came with glorie and renowne. 102. And while these valiant men, true sonnes of fame, In forren shores our foe-mens force did quell, And by their deeds made knowne _Elizae’s_ name, The stif-neckt Irish proudly did rebell, Whose hearts with stubborne pride did euer swell: But noble _Bingham_, that illustrate knight, Did bring them downe and tame their towring might. 103. [Sidenote: _An. Reg. 28._ Taken from a note confirmed vnder the hands of diuers gentlemen imployed in this action.] When that false traytor, _Mahowne Obrian_ To Rome’s proud strumpet bound his loue to show, In Thomond with rebellious hand began, To stirre vp strife, and worke his countrie’s woe, In hope to haue been backt by forren foe, In warre affaires this _Bingham_ far renown’d, In castle Clanowen did him confound. 104.