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From her, to whom his fury first he ment,
2 The wicked weapon rashly he did wrest,
And turning to +her selfe+ his fell intent,
4 Vnwares it strooke into her snowie chest,
That little drops empurpled her faire brest.
6 Exceeding wroth therewith the virgin grew,
Albe the wound were nothing deepe imprest,
8 And fiercely forth her mortall blade she drew,
To giue him the reward for such vile outrage dew.
3 her selfe > the next 1590
1 From her, to whom his fury first he meant,
meant > intended; or: ment (ppl. of "meng"): joined, attached
2 The wicked weapon rashly he did wrest
rashly > hastily; suddenly wrest > turn
3 And, turning to herself his fell intent,
herself > [Britomart] fell > terrible, fierce
4 Unwares it struck into her snowy chest,