There as this villan wandred to and fro,
To find some weed that had the power t’expell
The vitall spirit, or any aduerse foe
To humane life, some kind of serpent fell,
Or any thing that did with poyson swell:
At last an vglie toad he haplesse found,
Big swolne with poyson crawling on the ground:
88.
With which full glad he did returne againe,
And to his chamber secretly did goe,