unfamed

Sir , I propose not merely to myself
The pleasures such a beauty brings with it ,
But I would have the soil of her fair rape
Wiped off in honorable keeping her .
What treason were it to the ransacked queen ,
Disgrace to your great worths , and shame to me ,
Now to deliver her possession up
On terms of base compulsion ? Can it be
That so degenerate a strain as this
Should once set footing in your generous bosoms ?
There’s not the meanest spirit on our party
Without a heart to dare or sword to draw
When Helen is defended , nor none so noble
Whose life were ill bestowed or death unfamed
Where Helen is the subject . Then I say ,
Well may we fight for her whom , we know well ,
The world’s large spaces cannot parallel .