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Her head fallen as half in swound,—hair and knee swept on the ground,— She clung wild to stirrup and foot.

A living comet, whose pestiferous breath Adulterates the virgin aire? with death It laboures: stif'led Nature's in a swound, Ready to dropp into a chaos, round About horror's displai'd; It doth portend, That earth a shoure of stones to heauen shall send,189 And crack the christall globe; the milkly streame Shall in a siluer raine runne out, whose creame Shall choake the gaping earth, wch then shall fry In flames, & of a burning feuer dy.

I conceited I was just goin' to swound; and he looked sa straight at me, like a ghost.”

With that the lady fell in a swound, For a grieved woman, God wot, was she; Lord Phenix he was ready then,395 To take her up so hastily.

With that the lords and the company round With a hearty laughter were ready to swound; At last said the lords, "Full well we may see, The bride and the bridegroom's beholden to thee."