Of fierce joy rang from out our balcony.
Now was my time; all sudden sprang I up,
And while the astonished crowd kept silence deep,
And they, my kin, amazed, sat silent too,
I loudly told our tale, our woful tale,
And made avowal that ’twas for my sake
Ippolito his noble silence kept!
Then, while my brother strove to stop my mouth,
And fierce hands clutched my gown and seized my arms,
I clung and pleaded: “Find the holy Friar,