Were wrappëd all in silk.
15.
‘Set a chafing-dish to the fire,’ said dame prioress,
‘And strip thou up thy sleeve!’
I hold him but an unwise man
That will no warning ‘lieve.
16.
She laid the blood-irons to Robin Hood’s vein,
Alack, the more pity!
And pierced the vein, and let out the blood,