Giue ouer to effect his first intent,
And th’vtmost meanes of victorie assay,
Or th’vtmost issew of his owne decay.
His owne good sword Morddure[821], that neuer fayld
At need, till now, he lightly threw away,
And his bright shield, that nought him now auayld,
And with his naked hands him forcibly assayld.
Twixt his two mightie armes him vp he snatcht, xlii
And crusht his carkasse so against his brest,
That the disdainfull soule he thence dispatcht,