Then the man began to muse, and mainly he thoughtIt was a pe…

Then the man began to muse, and mainly he thoughtIt was a pearl for his plight, the peril to come. . . . . . . . . . . .Could he escape unscathed, the scheme were noble!Then he bore with her words and withstood them no more,And she repeated her petition and pleaded anew,And he granted it, and gladly she gave him the belt.