The seven maidens of Milesie also Have slain themselves for very dread and woe, Rather than folk of Gaul them should oppress. More than a thousand stories, as I guess, Could I now tell as touching this mattére. When Abradate was slain, his wife so dear 3369 Herselfë slew, and let her blood to glide In Abradatë’s woundës, deep and wide, And said, ‘My body at the leastë way There shall no wight defoul, if that I may.’ Why should I more examples hereof sayn? Since that so many have themselvës slain, Well rather than they would defouled be, I will conclude that it is bet 3370 for me To slay myself, than be defouled thus. I will be true unto Arviragus, Or ellës slay myself in some mannére, As did Demotionë’s daughter dear, Because she wouldë not defouled be. O Sedasus, it is full great pitý To readë how thy daughters died, alas!