Of high displeasure, that ensewen might,
Commaunded them their fury to refraine,
And if that either to that shield had right,
In equall lists they should the morrow next it fight.
Ah dearest Dame, (quoth then the Paynim bold,) xli
Pardon the errour[162] of enraged wight,
Whom great griefe made forget the raines to hold
Of reasons rule, to see this recreant[163] knight,
No knight, but treachour full of false despight
And shamefull treason, who through guile hath slayn