With stronger death, and feared their decay,
Such were this Ladies pangs and dolorous assay.
Whom when the Saluage saw so sore distrest, vi
He reared her vp from the bloudie ground,
And sought by all the meanes, that he could best
Her to recure out of that stony swound,
And staunch the bleeding of her dreary wound.
Yet nould she be recomforted for nought,
Ne cease her sorrow and impatient stound,
But day and night did vexe her carefull thought,