Shakespeare languege

We were sailing upon the open ocean, our chambers at the ready for any threat that might oppose us. Suddenly an opposing ship was coming one our port, the crew's chapes drawn and ready to kill. They raised their cressets, a sign that they would take no quarter. Despite our efforts to remain hidden, there discoverers found us. They were trying to emboss until we either died for lack of food, or turned and killed them. They had better hope that they killed us all, for if we captured them, we would stick them in our engines. We were ensheilded by a coral reefs and sandbars, so they could not get to us. They turned away yelling "Thou wilt be as valiant as the wrathful dove, or most magnanimous mouse." We were safe for now, but they would be sure to try and find us again.

[Thou] foul defacer of God's handiwork.

Shakespeare is saying that whatever you do you are messing up everything you come in contact with. What ever is good, you corrupt it.