o isabella, hold thy peace.
speak not, part not your lips
to move, for thou art the unfirm.
he who knowest the wind stands not where it blows;
he who knowest sin stands not, but bows,
and stays close to the ground.
for both doth blow beyond man's control,
and after-weeping finds far console.
o isabella, sue not, for one stands near
ever to sue, ever a charge to bring
til all accusations ring and ties beget ties;
o isabella, live chaste or die.