It was in my mishaps, as hitherward
I lately traueild, that vnwares I strayd[424]
Out of my way, through perils straunge and hard;
That day should faile me, ere I had them all declard.
There did I find, or rather I was found xxxii
Of this false woman, that Fidessa hight,
Fidessa hight the falsest Dame on ground,
Most false Duessa, royall richly dight,
That easie was t’[425] inuegle weaker sight:
Who by her wicked arts, and wylie skill,