No sooner wisht, but there was euen at hand
A souldier vile: “In haste (quoth hee) come on,
“Queene Elstride will, before thou come, begon.”
10.
The rascall rude, the roag, the clubfist griepte
My sclender[315] arme, and pluckt mee on in hast:
And with my robes the bloudy ground hee sweepte:
As I drue backe hee hal’d mee on full fast.
Vnder his arme my carefull[316] corps hee cast.
“Sith that (quoth hee) thou put’st mee to this payne,