Too long my love hath lain untold;
Yet mine was not an unshared sorrow
But grief for thine and thy sad to-morrow
If my lord, thy father, fail to send
His cavalry."
'God will defend
His maid," she said, "God will provide.
But, if to Rimini I ride,
I shall be glad recalling this,
That thou did'st not withhold thy kiss