Giantess

He spide far off a mighty Giauntesse / Fast flying, on a Courser dapled gray […]

In the corner lay against the wall a stringed instrument not unlike a dulcimer, which, as people believe, the Giantesses used to play on.

The giantess picked him up and gave him such a squeeze that he felt he was going to choke.

The giantesses lift arms like the trunks of sycamores, each finger tipped with an amaranthine talon.