"How can it be, Rogero, thou alone Hast read not what by all the world is read?
If thou hast read it not, nor hither flown, How canst thou but a prisoner be, or dead?
But well I wot, that if the truth were known, This Leo will for thee some snare have spread:
The traitor will have barred thy way, intent Thou shouldst not him by better speed prevent.