Dipping a two-edged broadsword in his blood.

Oh, that mine enemies might wed such wivesl

But of the fifty, one alone desire

Shall tame, as with the stroke of charming-wand,

So that she shall not lift her hands to slay

The partner of her bed; yea, melting love

Shall blunt her sharp-set will, and she shall choose

Rather to be called weak and womanly