... so oft afore. She wounded gave a piteous shrike, and (drawing from the sore The deadly Dart the which the bloud pursuing after fast Upon hir white and tender limmes a scarlet colour cast) Saide: Phebus , well, thou might have wreakt this trespasse on my head And yet forborne me till the time I had bene brought abed. Now in one body by thy meanes a couple shall be dead. Thus muche she saide: and ...