So th’other did mens rash desires apall,
And hold them backe, that would in errour fall;
As he, that hath espide a vermeill Rose,
To which sharpe thornes and breres[870] the way forstall,
Dare not for dread his hardy hand expose,
But wishing it far off, his idle wish doth lose.
Whom when the Lady saw so faire a wight,[871] xlvii
All ignoraunt of her contrary sex,
(For she her weend a fresh and lusty knight)
She greatly gan enamoured to wex,