And accusation of uxoriousness
Across her mind, and bowing over him,
Low to her own heart piteously she said: 85
“O noble breast and all-puissant arms,
Am I the cause, I the poor cause that men
Reproach you, saying all your force is gone?
I am the cause, because I dare not speak
And tell him what I think and what they say. 90
And yet I hate that he should linger here;
I cannot love my lord and not his name.