Both with great ruth and terrour she was smit,
Fearing least from her cage the wearie soule would flit.
Tho stooping downe she him amoued light; xiii
Who therewith somewhat starting, vp gan looke,
And seeing him behind a straunger knight,
Whereas no liuing creature he mistooke,
With great indignaunce he that sight forsooke,
And downe againe himselfe disdainefully
Abiecting, th’earth with his faire forhead strooke:
Which the bold Virgin seeing, gan apply