Herein doth the Duenna teach
The Lover means by which to reach
His end, and, whispering, doth relate
How he may pass the postern gate.
And good her lesson proved to be,
For soon he entered secretly.
The host, with will the fort to take,
Against it fierce assault doth make,
Yet hath the god but small success,
Though fight his troops with hardiness,
For those within resistance stout
Make to assailants from without.
Herein much labour have I spent
With honest purpose and intent,
Of showing forth to every man
How to defend him from the ban
Of taking such a mate as may
His goods despoil and life betray.