And looked in: his glistring armor made
A litle glooming light, much like a shade,
By which he saw the ugly monster[°] plaine,
Halfe like a serpent horribly displaide,
But th'other halfe did womans shape retaine,
Most lothsom, filthie, foule, and full of vile disdaine.[°]
XV
And as she lay upon the durtie ground,
Her huge long taile her den all overspred,