All Poetry by King James VI & I

The nations banded 'gainst the Lord of might
Prepared a force, and set them to the way:
Mars dress't himself in such an awful plight,
The like whereof was never seen they say:
They forward came in monstrous array,
Both sea and land beset us everywhere:
Brags threatened us a ruinous decay,
What came of that? the issue did declare.
The winds began to toss them here and there,
The seas begun in foaming waves to swell:
The number that escaped, it fell them fair:
The rest were swallowed up in gulfs of hell:
But how were all these things miraculous done?
God laugh't at them out of His heavenly throne.

Insano tumidæ gentes coiere tumultu,
Ausæ, insigne nefas, bello ultro ciere tonantem,
Mars sele accinxit, metuenda tot agmina nunquam,
Visa ferunt, properare truces miro ordine turmæ,
Nosque mari & terra sæuo clasero duello,
Exitium diraque minantes strage ruinam;
Irrita sed tristi lugent conamina fine:
Nam laceras iecit ventus ludibria puppes,
Et mersit rapidis turgescens montibus æquor.
Fœlix communi qui euasit clade superstes,
Dum reliquos misero, deglutit abyssus hiatu.
Qui vis tanta cadit? Quis totque stupenda peregit?
Vanos Ioua sacro conatus risit Olympo.