But hayld and puld with all his might, and maine,
That from his steed him nigh he drew againe.
Who hauing now no vse of his long speare,
So nigh at hand, nor force his shield to straine,
Both speare and shield, as things that needlesse were,
He quite forsooke, and fled himselfe away for feare.
But after him the wyld man ran apace, viii
And him pursewed with importune speed,
(For he was swift as any Bucke in chace)
And had he not in his extreamest need,