Did faire auoide the violence him nere;
It booted nought, to thinke, such thunderbolts to beare.
Ne shame he thought to shunne[270] so hideous might: viii
The idle stroke, enforcing furious way,
Missing the marke of his misaymed sight
Did fall to ground, and with his heauie sway
So deepely dinted in the driuen clay,
That three yardes deepe a furrow vp did throw:
The sad earth wounded with so sore assay,
Did grone full grieuous vnderneath the blow,