Crawl, mate, and spawn beneath God's sky;
Therefore. . .
He raised his hand on high
As he would smite her upturned face.
A sword leapt flashing down through space
And lopt the coward at the joint.
Corrado on his blade's red point
Pricked up the hand, "Tis thus we use
Our dastard knights, whose hands abuse
Our womenfolk in Reggio."