“Neuer,” quoth I, “was fortune so vniust
As to do wrong vnto thy noble[2067] hart,
What man so wicked could betray the trust
Of one so vpright, of so good desart?
And though obey necessitie thou must,
As when the great’st[2068] the same to me thou art,
Let me alone the last be left of all,
That from the rest declin’d not with thy fall.”
72.
And calling to a gentleman of mine,