His house, his home, his heritage, his lands,[af]

The laughing dames in whom he did delight,[ag]

Whose large blue eyes, fair locks, and snowy hands,

Might shake the Saintship of an Anchorite,

And long had fed his youthful appetite;

His goblets brimmed with every costly wine,

And all that mote to luxury invite,

Without a sigh he left, to cross the brine,

And traverse Paynim shores, and pass Earth's central line.[ah] [33]