The guns, astuns with sounds rebounds from shore The souldier’s eares, and death on mischiefe’s back Spit from the canon’s mouth with horrid rore Flies to and fro in clowdes of pitchie black, And 'mongst the valiant men makes spoilefull wrack, While either part like lions far’d in fight, None feeling seruile feare of death’s afright. 404. Thus when stout _Howard_ had begun the fight With many more to quell the foemen’s pride, The noble _Deuoreux_, that vndaunted knight, Who stood asterne his ship and wishly ei’d, How deepe the skirmish drew on either side, Nere stai’d, as was decreed, to second those In the maine fight, but rusht amongst the foes. 405. And as we see the sunne sometimes shine cleare Amidst the skie, then muffle his bright face In sable clouds, and straight againe appeare, So famous _Essex_ did applie each place, Sometimes incircled round with foes embrace He stood in fight, and sometimes seene of all, He in the forefront did his foes appall. 406. Which when graue _Howard_ view’d from farre well dight In noble armes, himselfe he did betake Vnto his pinnace with lord _William_ hight, His honor’d sonne, and with their powers to make The fight more hot, into the presse they brake, Where with fresh strength they labour’d to repell The foes stout pride, twixt whom the fight grew fell. 407. So long as faire Aurorae’s light did shine, They equall fought and neither had the best; But when the feruent sunne began decline From th’hot meridian point and day decreast, Feare did inuade each bold Iberian’s brest, Who through the danger of the darkesome waue Did flie their foes, themselues from death to saue. 408. To shun Charybdis iawes, they helplesse fell In Scyllae’s gulfe; for after all their braues, Being all too weake the English to repell, Their ships they left, and leapt into the waues, In whose soft bosome many found their graues; And lest ought good might to their foes redound, They burnt their ships and ran them on the ground. 409. The gallies fled, the ships with secret fire Inflam’d, did burst to shew their burning light; Then from the shore th’Iberians did retire Close to their walles, who boasting of their might In equall ground before did wish for fight; But now beneath their walles scarce made they stand; For without fight the victors went on land. 410.