ABSTRACT
But now behold what wounded most my Mind, The Empress's two Sons of Tygers kind,3 My Daughter ravished without Remorse, And took away her Honour quite by Force.4
When they had tasted of so sweet a Flower, Fearing thisS sweet should turned be6 to Sour, They cut her Tongue, whereby she could not tell, How that Dishonour unto her befel.
