Much in dole and heavy of heart
For his love so bright and dear,
None might bring him any cheer....
Nicolette, how fair art thou,
Sweet thy foot-fall, sweet thine eyes,
Sweet the mirth of thy replies,
Sweet thy laughter, sweet thy face,
Sweet thy lips and sweet thy brow,
And the touch of thine embrace...."
Nicolette's escape from prison was much appreciated by Barbara.