As loud as she could raise her voice, she said, "Thou art not gentle, nor art thou a knight;
And hast from other arms and horse conveyed:
Which never could be thine by better right.
So be thy theft, if well I guess, appaid By death, which this may worthily requite!
Foul thief, churl, haughty ingrate, may I thee Burned, gibbeted, or cut in quarters see!"
