eptune, the mighty Marine God, I sing; Earths mouer; & the fruitles Oceans king. That Helicon, and th'Ægan Deepes dost hold. O thou Earth-shaker; Thy Command, two-sold The Gods haue sorted; making thee, of Horses The awfull Tamer; and of Nauall Forces The sure Preseruer. Haile (O Saturns Birth) Whose gracefull greene hayre, circkles all the Earth. Beare a benigne minde; and thy helpfull hand, Lend All, submitted, to thy drad Command.