Page:The Lusiad (Camões, tr. Mickle, 1791), Volume 1.djvu/446

 Their shouts the while resounding. To the gale With eager hands they spread the fore-mast sail. But love's fair queen the secret fraud beheld: Swift as an arrow o'er the battle-field, From heaven she darted to the watery plain, And call'd the sea-born nymphs, a lovely train, From Nereus sprung; the ready nymphs obey, Proud of her kindred birth, and own her sway.