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The lover's face turn'd cold and pale,

But never a whit did the lady quail.
"A friar's cowl and frock thou'lt find
Securely pent that chest behind:

"Be thou a friar instantly,
And to the castle's chapel fly,
And in the pale lamp's flickering shine
Bend lowly at Saint Martin's shrine."

Enter Henriquez.

HENRIQUEZ.

And is it thou, good Blas, who sing'st so well?

I heard thee as I cross'd the gallery,
And was led hither by the well-known tune
That, when a boy, I have so often heard.
But cease not; sing the rest of that old story.

BLAS.

In sooth, my Lord, I have forgot the rhimes.

HENRIQUEZ.

But canst thou not, without the rhimes, remember

The third escape which for her lawless lover
The wily dame devised?

BLAS.

Yes, in a groom's attire she sent him forth

To hold her husband's stirrup at the gate,
As he alighted from his warlike barb.