For he in youth his father’s wrath incurred For certain Dame, to whom, as unto death, 1462 The gate of pleasure no one doth unlock; And was before his spiritual court 1463 Et coram patre unto her united; Then day by day more fervently he loved her. She, reft of her first husband, scorned, obscure, One thousand and one hundred years and more, 1464 Waited without a suitor till he came. Naught it availed to hear, that with Amyclas 1465 Found her unmoved at sounding of his voice He who struck terror into all the world; Naught it availed being constant and undaunted, So that, when Mary still remained below, She mounted up with Christ upon the cross. But that too darkly I may not proceed, Francis and Poverty for these two lovers 1466 Take thou henceforward in my speech diffuse.