"On issueing from their bed when day is broken, The wretched Flordespina's woes augment:
For of departing Bradamant had spoken, Anxious to scape from that embarrassment.
The princess a prime jennet, as a token, Forced on my parting sister, when she went;
And gilded housings, and a surcoat brave, Which her own hand had richly broidered, gave.