From leprous mouth on all, that euer writt:
Such one vile Enuie was, that fifte[155] in row did sitt.
And him beside rides fierce reuenging Wrath, xxxiii
Vpon a Lion, loth for to be led;
And in his hand a burning brond he hath,
The which he brandisheth about his hed;
His eyes did hurle forth sparkles fiery red,
And stared sterne on all, that him beheld,
As ashes pale of hew and seeming ded;
And on his dagger still his hand he held,