To whom approching, well he mote perceiue xlvi
In that foule plight a comely personage,
And louely face, made fit for to deceiue
Fraile Ladies hart with loues consuming rage,
Now in the blossome of his freshest age:
He reard him vp, and loosd his yron bands,
And after gan inquire his parentage,
And how he fell into that[1035] Gyaunts hands,
And who that was, which chaced her along the lands.
Then trembling yet through feare, the Squire bespake, xlvii