He wrote great poetry.
"So up [Redcross] rose and thence amounted straight.
Which when [Despair] beheld, and saw his guest
Would safe depart for all his subtle sleight,
He chose an halter from among the rest,
And with it hung himself, unbid, unblessed.
But death he could not work himself thereby;
For thousand times he so himself had dressed,
Yet natheless it could not do him die
Till he should die his last, that is eternally."
—Faerie Queene, Book I, Canto 9.