XIX + 

O eloquent and famed Boccaccio! + 

Of thee we now should ask forgiving boon, + 

And of thy spicy myrtles as they blow, + 

And of thy roses amorous of the moon, + 

And of thy lilies, that do paler grow + 

Now they can no more hear thy ghittern’s tune, + 

For venturing syllables that ill beseem + 

The quiet glooms of such a piteous theme. + 