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 (You must not looke to have me use long preaching in this case.) Poure out your force (for so is neede) your heads ech one unpende, And from your open springs, your streames with flowing waters sende. He had no sooner said the word, but that returning backe, Eche one of them unlosde his spring, and let his waters slacke. And to the Sea with flowing streames yswolne above their bankes, One rolling in anothers necke, they rushed forth by rankes. Himselfe with his threetyned Mace, did lend the earth a blow, That made it shake and open wayes for waters forth to flow. The flouds at randon where they list, through all the fields did stray, Men, beastes, trees, come, and with their gods were Churches washt away. If any house were built so strong, against their force to stonde Yet did the water hide the top: and turrets in that ponde Were overwhelmde: no difference was betweene the sea and ground, For all was sea: there was no shore nor landing to be found. Some climbed up to tops of hils, and some rowde to and fro In Botes, where they not long before, to plough and Cart did go, One over come and tops of townes, whome waves did overwhelme, Doth saile in ship, an other sittes a fishing in an Elme. In meddowes greene were Anchors cast (so fortune did provide) And crooked ships did shadow vynes, the which the floud did hide. And where but tother day before did feede the hungry Gote, The ugly Seales and Porkepisces now to and fro did flote. The Sea nymphes wondred under waves the townes and groves to see, And Dolphines playd among the tops and boughes of every tree. The grim and greedy Wolfe did swim among the siely sheepe, The Lion and the Tyger fierce were borne upon the deepe. It booted not the foming Boare his crooked tuskes to whet, The running Hart coulde in the streame by swiftnesse nothing get. The fleeting fowles long having sought for land to rest upon, Into the Sea with werie wings were driven to fall anon. Th'outragious swelling of the Sea the lesser hillockes drownde, Unwonted waves on highest tops of mountaines did rebownde. The greatest part of men were drownde, and such as scapte the floode, Forlorne with fasting overlong did die for want of foode. Against the fieldes of Aonie and Atticke lies a lande That Phocis hight, a fertile ground while that it was a lande: But