His sandales were with toilsome travell torne,
And face all tand with scorching sunny ray,
As he had traveild many a sommers day,
Through boyling sands of Arabie and Ynde;
And in his hand a Jacobs staffe,[°] to stay
His wearie limbes upon: and eke behind,
His scrip did hang, in which his needments he did bind.
XXXVI
The knight approaching nigh, of him inquerd