LXII + 

Piteous she look’d on dead and senseless things, + 

Asking for her lost Basil amorously: + 

And with melodious chuckle in the strings + 

Of her lorn voice, she oftentimes would cry + 

After the Pilgrim in his wanderings, + 

To ask him where her Basil was; and why + 

’Twas hid from her: “For cruel ’tis,” said she, + 

“To steal my Basil-pot away from me.” + 