Him in his iron paw he seized had;
That when he wak’t out of his warelesse paine,
He found him selfe,[249] vnwist, so ill bestad,
That lim he could not wag. Thence he him lad,
Bound like a beast appointed to the stall:
The sight whereof the Lady sore adrad,
And fain’d to fly for feare of being thrall;
But he her quickly stayd, and forst to wend withall.
When to the place they came, where Artegall xxiii
By that same carefull Squire did then abide,