810

She [rist] her up, with a ful drery herte,

And in a cave [with dredful foot] she sterte,

For by the mone she seigh hit wel with-alle.

[And, as she ran, her wimpel leet she falle],

[And took noon heed, so sore she was a-whaped].

815

And eek so glad of that she was escaped;

(111)

And thus she [sit], and [darketh] wonder stille.