She would have riven his privich geare,
But Gilbert with his sword of werre,
He strake at her full strong,
On her shoulder till she held the swerd;
Then was good Gilbert sore afer'd,
When the blade brake in throng.[104]
Since in his hands he hath her tane,
She tooke him by the shoulder bane,
And held her hold full fast;
She strave so stiffly in that stower,[105]