That all his left side it did quite disarme;

Yet there the steele stayd not, but inly bate

Deepe in his flesh, and opened wide a red floodgate.

Deadly dismayd, with horrour of that dint viii

Pyrochles was, and grieued eke entyre;

Yet nathemore did it his fury stint,

But added flame vnto his former fire,

That welnigh molt his hart in raging yre,

Ne thenceforth his approued skill, to ward,

Or strike, or hurtle[585] round in warlike[586] gyre,