Excerpt from The Aldine Edition of the British Poets, Vol. 4 of 5 The Trumpets sounded, and the field began; With bitter strokes it both began and ended. She at the first encounter on him ran lvith furious rage, as if she had intended Out of his breast the very heart have rended But he, that had like tempests often tride, From that first flaw him selfe right well defended. The more she rag'd, the more he did abide She hewd, she foynd, she lasht, she laid on every side. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.