Who after thraldome of the gentle Squire, iii
Which she beheld with lamentable eye,
Was touched with compassion entire,
And much lamented his calamity,
That for her sake fell into misery:
Which booted nought for prayers, nor for threat
To hope for to release or mollify;
For aye the more, that she did them entreat,[521]
The more they him misust, and cruelly did beat.
So as they forward on their way did pas, iv