LXIII.
“And, when the throng was fullest in the hall,
“Stood up before the Scottish king, and said,
‘Of having marred my brother’s wits withal,
‘Sir king, and him to his destruction led,
‘Your daughter only can I guilty call:
‘For in his inmost soul such sorrow bred
‘The having seen her little chastity,
‘He loathed existence, and preferred to die.
LXIV.
‘He was her lover; and for his intent
‘Was honest, this I seek not, I, to veil;
‘And to deserve her by his valour meant
‘Of thee, if faithful service might avail;
‘But while he stood aloof, and dared but scent
‘The blossoms, he beheld another scale,
‘Scale the forbidden tree with happier boot,
‘And bear away from him the wished for fruit.’
LXV.
“Then added, how into the gallery came
“Geneura, and how dropped the corded stair;
“And how into the chamber of the dame
“Had climbed a leman of that lady fair;
“Who, for disguise (he knew not hence his name),
“Had changed his habits, and concealed his hair:
“And, in conclusion, vowed that every word
“So said, he would avouch with lance and sword.
