WHEREIN HE INQUIRES OF HER COMPANIONS CONCERNING HIS LADY'S ABSENCE P .

Pensive and pleased, accompanied, alone,
Ladies who laugh and chat the hours away,
Where does my life, my lovely death delay?
Where is your dear, familiar comrade flown? L .
Happy are we her rare light to have known,
And sad from her sweet company to stay,
Ah, jealousy and envy, double prey,
Resenting bliss, rejoicing that we moan! P .
Who can check lovers, challenge them by law? L .
None stops the soul, though wrath defeat the flesh;
As once in us, this now in her appears:
As often face betrays the heart, we saw
Clouds that obscured her glory in a mesh
And in her eyes the dewy stain of tears.