Like as a huntsman after weary chase, br Seeing the game from him escap'd away, br Sits down to rest him in some shady place, br With panting hounds beguiled of their prey: br So after long pursuit and vain assay, br When I all weary had the chase forsook, br The gentle deer return'd the self-same way, br Thinking to quench her thirst at the next brook. br There she beholding me with milder look, br Sought not to fly, but fearless still did bide: br Till I in hand her yet half trembling took, br And with her own goodwill her firmly tied. br Strange thing, me seem'd, to see a beast so wild, br So goodly won, with her own will beguil'd.