Departing thence, insane Orlando flees To Zizera, a seaward town, whose site Is in Gibraltar's bay, or (if you please)
Say Gibletar's; for either way 'tis hight;
Here, loosening from the land, a boat he sees Filled with a party, and for pleasure dight:
Which, for their solace, to the morning gale, Upon that summer sea, had spread their sail.
