XLV.
“His pity for his son, the hate he fed
“Towards me, torment the father day and night;
“But as lamenting will not raise the dead,
“And vengeance is a vent for smothered spite;
“That portion of his thoughts, which should have led
“The king, to ease by sighs his troubled sprite,
“Now willingly takes counsel with his hate,
“To seize me, and his vengeance satiate.
XLVI.
“All known or said to be my friends, or who
“Were friends of those that, chosen from my train,
“Had aided me the deadly deed to do,
“Their goods and chattels burnt, were doomed or slain:
“And he had killed Bireno, since he knew
“No other trouble could inflict such pain;
“But that he, saving him in malice, thought
“He had a net wherewith I might be caught.
XLVII.
“Yet him a cruel proposition made,
“Granting a year his purpose to complete;
“Condemned to privy death, till then delayed,
“Save in that time, through force or through deceit,
“He by his friends’ and kindred’s utmost aid,
“Doing or plotting, me from my retreat
“Conveyed into his prisons; so that he
“Can only saved by my destruction be.
