"Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil,
That makest my blood cold and my hair to stare?"
[112] "Old eds. 'much-rong,' 'much rongd,' and 'much-wrong'd.'"—Dyce (who reads "much-wrung").
THE SIXTH SESTIAD.
The Argument of the Sixth Sestiad.
Leucote flies to all the Winds,
And from the Fates their outrage blinds,[113]
That Hero and her love may meet.