Nay, for my own full weight in gold
No man for master would I hold3330
But you alone.”
Surly and slow
Was Danger ere he deigned to throw
Aside his wrath, but in the end
Such eloquent words did I expend
To calm him, that I gained his grace.
Danger.
Danger seems to relent
Shortly, quoth he: “Not out of place
Is that thou say’st: no spiteful rage
Consumes my breast, nor will to wage
Hot war against thee. What to me
Is it if thou lov’st fatuously?3340
I feel therefrom nor cold nor heat;
Love then—but suffer not thy feet
To bear thee where my roses grow,
Or thou my club’s full weight shalt know.”
The Lover.
Thuswise, from Danger did I get
Forgiveness, and with swift foot let
My comrade know thereof, who great
And glad rejoicing showed thereat.
The Friend.
“Right well,” quoth he, “goes your affair;
Danger will prove him debonair3350
In your regard; although at first
His way it is to show a curst
