"Olindro slain, they led his lady fair A captive thence, o'erwhelmed with sorrow so, That she refused to live, and made her prayer, Tanacro, as a grace, would death bestow:
Resolved to die, she leapt, in her despair, From a high bank into a vale below;
But death was to the wretched dame refused;
Who lay with shattered head and sorely bruised.
