Or rise against the remnant at their will;
Old Melibœ is slaine, and him beside
His aged wife, with many others wide,
But Coridon escaping craftily,
Creepes forth of dores, whilst darknes him doth hide,
And flyes away as fast as he can hye,
Ne stayeth leaue to take, before his friends doe dye.
But Pastorella, wofull wretched Elfe, xix
Was by the Captaine all this while defended,
Who minding more her safety then himselfe,