I will make mine arrows drunk with blood, And my sword shall devour flesh; With the blood of the slain and the captives, From the head of the leaders of the enemy.
Y schal fille myn arewis with blood, and my swerd schal deuoure fleischis of þe blood of hem þat ben slayn, and of þe caitifte of þe heed of enemyes maad nakid.