Two sonës, by this Odenate had she, The which she kept in virtue and lettrure. 4108 But now unto our talë turnë we; I say, so worshipful a creatúre, And wise therewith, and largë with measúre, 4109 So penible 4110 in the war, and courteous eke, Nor more labour might in war endure, Was none, though all this worldë men should seek.