At last low stooping with unwieldy sway,
Snatched up both horse & man, to bear them quite away.

Long he them bore above the subject plain,
So far as Yewen bow a shaft may send,
Till struggling strong did him at last constrain,
To let them down before his flight's end
As haggard hawk presuming to contend
With hardy fowl, above his able might,
His weary pounces all in vain doth spend,
To truss the prey too heavy for his flight;
Which coming down to ground, does free it self by fight.

Book 1, Canto 11