And glauncing from his scaly necke did glyde Close under his left wing, then broad displayd: The percing steele there wrought a wound full wyde, That with the uncouth1 smart the monster lowdly cryde. 180 XXI He cryde, as raging seas are wont to rore When wintry storme his wrathful wreck does threat; The rolling billowes beate the ragged shore, As they the earth would shoulder from her seat; And greedy gulfe does gape, as he would eat 185 But his more hardned crest was armd so well, That deeper dint therein it would not make; His neighbour element in his revenge: threat That from thenceforth he shund the like to take, 215 But, when he saw them come, he did them still forsake. |