So as it fell there was a gentle Squire, l That lou’d a Ladie of high parentage, But for his meane degree might not aspire To match so high, her friends with counsell sage, Dissuaded her from such a disparage. But she, whose hart to loue was wholly lent, Out of his hands could not redeeme her gage, But firmely following her first intent, Resolu’d with him to wend, gainst all her friends consent. So twixt themselues they pointed time and place, li To which when he according did repaire, An hard mishap and disauentrous case Him chaunst; in stead of his _Æmylia_ faire This Gyants sonne, that lies there on the laire An headlesse heape, him vnawares there caught, And all dismayd through mercilesse despaire, Him wretched thrall vnto his dongeon brought, Where he remaines, of all vnsuccour’d and vnsought. This Gyants daughter came vpon a day lii Vnto the prison in her ioyous glee, To view the thrals, which there in bondage lay: Amongst the rest she chaunced there to see This louely swaine the Squire of low degree; To whom she did her liking lightly cast, And wooed him her paramour to bee: From day to day she woo’d and prayd him fast, And for his loue him promist libertie at last. He though affide vnto a former loue, liii To whom his faith he firmely ment to hold, Yet seeing not how thence he mote remoue, But by that meanes, which fortune did vnfold, Her graunted loue, but with affection cold To win her grace his libertie to get. Yet she him still detaines in captiue hold, Fearing least if she should him freely set, He would her shortly leaue, and former loue forget. Yet so much fauour she to him hath hight, liv Aboue the rest, that he sometimes may space And walke about her gardens of delight, Hauing a keeper still with him in place, Which keeper is this Dwarfe, her dearling base, To whom the keyes of euery prison dore By her committed be, of speciall grace, And at his will may whom he list restore, And whom he list reserue, to be afflicted more. Whereof when tydings came vnto mine eare, lv Full inly sorie for the feruent zeale, Which I to him as to my soule did beare; I thether went where I did long conceale My selfe, till that the Dwarfe did me reueale, And told his Dame, her Squire of low degree Did secretly out of her prison steale; For me he did mistake that Squire to bee; For neuer two so like did liuing creature see.