Hauing late slaine her Seneschall in fight,
And all her people murdred with outragious might.
The Dwarfe his way did hast, and went all night; xxx
But Calidore did with her there abyde
The comming of that so much threatned Knight,
Where that discourteous Dame with scornfull pryde,
And fowle entreaty him indignifyde,
That yron heart it hardly could sustaine:
Yet he, that could his wrath full wisely guyde,
Did well endure her womanish disdaine,