And to augment her painefull pennance[115] more, xiv Thrise euery weeke in ashes she did sit, And next her wrinkled skin rough sackcloth wore, And thrise three times did fast from any bit: But now for feare her beads she did forget. Whose needlesse dread for to remoue away, Faire _Vna_ framed words and count’nance fit: Which hardly doen, at length she gan them pray, That in their cotage small, that night she rest her may. The day is spent, and commeth drowsie night, xv When euery creature shrowded is in sleepe; Sad _Vna_ downe her laies in wearie plight, And at her feet the Lyon watch doth keepe: In stead of rest, she does lament, and weepe For the late losse of her deare loued knight, And sighes, and grones, and euermore does steepe Her tender brest in bitter teares all night, All night she thinks too long, and often lookes for light. Now when _Aldeboran_ was mounted hie xvi Aboue the shynie _Cassiopeias_ chaire, And all in deadly sleepe did drowned lie, One knocked at the dore, and in would fare; He knocked fast, and often curst, and sware, That readie entrance was not at his call: For on his backe a heauy load he bare Of nightly stelths and pillage seuerall, Which he had got abroad by purchase[116] criminall. He was to weete a stout and sturdie thiefe, xvii Wont to robbe Churches of their ornaments, And poore mens boxes of their due reliefe, Which giuen was to them for good intents; The holy Saints of their rich vestiments He did disrobe, when all men carelesse slept, And spoild the Priests of their habiliments, Whiles none the holy things in safety kept; Then he by cunning[117] sleights in at the window crept. And all that he by right or wrong could find, xviii Vnto this house he brought, and did bestow Vpon the daughter of this woman blind, _Abessa_ daughter of _Corceca_ slow, With whom he whoredome vsd, that few did know, And fed her fat with feast of offerings, And plentie, which in all the land did grow; Ne spared he to giue her gold and rings: And now he to her brought part of his stolen things. Thus long the dore with rage and threats he bet, xix Yet of those fearefull women none durst rize, The Lyon frayed them, him in to let: He would no longer stay him to aduize, But open breakes the dore in furious wize, And entring is; when that disdainfull beast Encountring fierce, him suddaine doth surprize, And seizing cruell clawes on trembling brest, Vnder his Lordly foot him proudly hath supprest.