XLIV

  Resolved to die, 'twas so the damsel cried;

  And starting from her bed, by passion warmed,

  To her left breast her naked sword applied;

  Then recollected she was wholly armed.

  Meanwhile her better Spirit, at her side,

  With these persuasive words her fury charmed:

  "O lady, born to such illustrious name!

  Would'st thou conclude thy life with such foul shame?

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