...nd in the braying, witching charmes shee over them did say. And putting on a russet cloke, shee passed through the rowt Of savage beastes that in her court came fawning round abowt, And going unto Rhegion cliffe which standes ageinst the shore Of Zancle, entred by and by the waters that doo rore With violent tydes, uppon the which shee stood as on firme land, And ran and never wet her feete a whit...