By Arthure, when as Vnas Knight he did maintaine.
His lookes were dreadfull, and his fiery eies xlii
Like two great Beacons, glared bright and wyde,
Glauncing askew, as if his enemies
He scorned in his ouerweening pryde;
And stalking stately like a Crane, did stryde
At euery step vppon the tiptoes hie,
And all the way he went, on euery syde
He gaz’d about, and stared horriblie,
As if he with his lookes would all men terrifie.