In bearing thus the absence of your lord.
005 But if you knew to whom you show this honour.
[006] How true a gentleman you send relief,
How dear a lover of my lord your husband,
I know you would be prouder of the work
Than customary bounty can enforce you.
[010] Por. I never did repent for doing good,
[011] Nor shall not now: for in companions
That do converse and waste the time together,
[013] Whose souls do bear an equal yoke of love,