2480And finding it as at the first 'twas tied,
'How 'scapèd you this goddy sire?' she cried.
'Madam,' quoth he—Felice, 'I confess
I was a party in those spruce delights;
But Nature curseth some with barrenness,
As (I have heard) Albertus Magnus writes.
So that though my desires were full as big,
I was not heavèd with that curtain jig!
Reason fortasse's on her words did stamp,
Which did entruth them (though they were but squibs).