And he smiled at her very lovingly.

“Why do you ask me that?” she said.

“Because when it is fine there is an end of weeping,” answered Ulenspiegel.

“Go back to your beautiful lady of the brocaded gown,” she said. “Your jokes are good enough for her....”

Then Ulenspiegel sang:

When I see my love crying

My heart is torn.

When she smiles ’tis honey,

Pearls when she weeps.

Either way I love her.