Confused, he stops, and backward pulls the reins.
She, who the drivers office now sustains,
Replies:—"Neglect, my lord, these new alarms:
Here fight, and urge the fortune of your arms:
There want not others to defend the wall.
If by your rival's hand the Italians fall,
So shall your fatal sword his friends oppress,
In honour equal, equal in success."
To this, the prince:—"O sister!—for I knew,
The peace infringed proceeded first from you: