And eke the courser, whereuppon he rad,
Could swim like to a fish, whiles he his backe bestrad.
Which oddes when as Sir Artegall espide, xiv
He saw no way, but close with him in hast;
And to him driuing strongly downe the tide,
Vppon his iron coller griped fast,
That with the straint his wesand nigh he brast.
There they together stroue and struggled long,
Either the other from his steede to cast;
Ne euer Artegall his griple strong