The heavie hap, which on them is alight,
Affraid, least to themselves the like mishappen might.
XXI
Now when broad day the world discovered has,
Up Una rose, up rose the Lyon eke,
And on their former journey forward pas,
In wayes unknowne, her wandring knight to seeke,
With paines farre passing that long wandring Greeke,[°]
That for his love refused deitie;