As wary as wolves through the wood stalking / to the marches rode there Mordred's hunters, / huge and hungry hounds beside them / the fewte followed fiercely baying.

[…] whithersoever he turned, the bars and shackles of civilization shut him in and bound him hand and foot.

What was left to say? Quite a lot, if only parliamentary time permitted.

… and in part imputeth it, that the river Rother is not contained in its channel, and so loseth its force to carry away the seas and beach, which the sea doth inbear into the haven.