"Ah! as I might have won you from my foe, Why did I not for you in arms contend?
I so had them my valour shown, I know, You would have well foreseen Rogero's end.
For heaven's sake dry your tears, nor by such woe -- An evil omen for my arms -- offend;
And learn, 'tis Honour pricks me to the field, And not an argent bird and blazoned shield."
