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 Thousands of their soldiers looked down from their

decks and laughed, Thousands of their seamen made mock at the mad

little craft

Running on and on, till delayed By their mountain-like San Philip that, of fifteen

hundred tons, And up-shadowing high above us with her yawning

tiers of guns, Took the breath from our sails, and we stayed.

And while now the great San Philip hung above us like a cloud

Whence the thunderbolt will fall

Ix>ng and loud,

Four galleons drew away

From the Spanish fleet that day,

And two upon the larboard and two upon the star- board lay,

And the battle thunder broke from them all.

But anon the great San Philip, she bethought her- self and went,

Having that within her womb that had left her ill content;

And the rest they came aboard us, and they fought us hand to hand,

For a dozen times they came with their pikes and musqueteers,

And a dozen times we shook 'cm off as a dog that shakes his ears

When he leaps from the water to the land.

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