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