She durst the wildë beastës’ dennës seek, And runnen in the mountains all the night, And sleep under a bush; and she could eke Wrestle by very force and very might With any young man, were he ne’er so wight; 4100 There mightë nothing in her armës stond. She kept her maidenhood from every wight, To no man deigned she for to be bond.

But at the last her friendës have her married To Odenate, 4101 a prince of that countrý; All were it so, that she them longë tarried. And ye shall understandë how that he Haddë such fantasies as haddë she; But natheless, when they were knit in fere, 4102 They liv’d in joy, and in felicity, For each of them had other lefe 4103 and dear.