The 14. of May twice or thrice we saw reedes, called Trombos driuing on the water, being such as driue about the the Cape de bona Speranza, which wee thought verie strange, for that the Portingals write, that they are seen but thirtie myles from the Cape, and wee gest our selues to be at the least 200. beyond it.

Heere stay your wandering steps; chime silver strings, Chime, hollow caves, and chime you whistling reedes, For musick is the sweetest chime for love.