Thy cursed hand so cruelly haue swayd
Against that knight: Harrow[714] and well away,[715]
After so wicked deed why liu’st thou lenger day?
With that all desperate as loathing light, xlvii
And with reuenge desiring soone to dye,
Assembling all his force and vtmost might,
With his owne sword[716] he fierce at him did flye,
And strooke, and foynd, and lasht outrageously,
Withouten reason or regard. Well knew
The Prince, with patience and sufferaunce sly