Then entred _Cambell_ first into the list, v With stately steps, and fearelesse countenance, As if the conquest his he surely wist. Soone after did the brethren three aduance, In braue aray and goodly amenance, With scutchins gilt and banners broad displayd: And marching thrise in warlike ordinance, Thrise lowted lowly to the noble Mayd, The whiles shril trompets and loud clarions sweetly playd. Which doen the doughty chalenger came forth, vi All arm’d to point his chalenge to abet: Gainst whom Sir _Priamond_ with equall worth,[47] And equall armes himselfe did forward set. A trompet blew; they both together met, With dreadfull force, and furious intent, Carelesse of perill in their fiers affret, As if that life to losse they had forelent, And cared not to spare, that should be shortly spent. Right practicke was Sir _Priamond_ in fight, vii And throughly skild in vse of shield and speare; Ne lesse approued was _Cambelloes_ might, Ne lesse his skill[48] in weapons did appeare, That hard it was to weene which harder were. Full many mightie strokes on either side Were sent, that seemed death in them to beare, But they were both so watchfull and well eyde, That they auoyded were, and vainely by did slyde. Yet one of many was so strongly bent viii By _Priamond_, that with vnluckie glaunce Through _Cambels_ shoulder it vnwarely went, That forced him his shield to disaduaunce:[49] Much was he grieued with that gracelesse chaunce, Yet from the wound no drop of bloud there fell, But wondrous paine, that did the more enhaunce His haughtie courage to aduengement[50] fell: Smart daunts not mighty harts, but makes them more to swell. With that his poynant speare he fierce auentred, ix With doubled force close vnderneath his shield, That through the mayles into his thigh it entred, And there arresting, readie way did yield, For bloud to gush forth on the grassie field; That he for paine himselfe n’ote[51] right vpreare, But too and fro in great amazement reel’d, Like an old Oke whose pith and sap is seare, At puffe of[52] euery storme doth stagger here and theare. Whom so dismayd when _Cambell_ had espide, x Againe he droue at him with double might, That nought mote stay the steele, till in his side The mortall point most cruelly empight: Where fast infixed, whilest he sought by slight It forth to wrest, the staffe a sunder brake, And left the head behind: with which despight He all enrag’d, his shiuering speare did shake, And charging him a fresh thus felly him bespake.