More words there needed not to move the knight, To take her offer, and his truth to plight. With that she spread her mantle on the ground, And, first inquiring whither he was bound, Bade him not fear, though long and rough the way, At court he should arrive ere break of day: His horse should find the way without a guide, } She said: with fury they began to ride, } He on the midst, the beldam at his side. } The horse, what devil drove I cannot tell, But only this, they sped their journey well; And all the way the crone informed the knight, How he should answer the demand aright. To court they came; the news was quickly spread Of his returning to redeem his head. The female senate was assembled soon, With all the mob of women in the town: The queen sat lord chief-justice of the hall, And bade the crier cite the criminal. The knight appeared, and silence they proclaim: Then first the culprit answered to his name; And, after forms of law, was last required To name the thing that women most desired.-- The offender, taught his lesson by the way, And by his counsel ordered what to say, Thus bold began:--My lady liege, said he, What all your sex desire is--SOVEREIGNTY. The wife affects her husband to command; All must be her's, both money, house, and land: The maids are mistresses even in their name, And of their servants full dominion claim. This, at the peril of my head, I say, } A blunt plain truth, the sex aspires to sway, } You to rule all, while we, like slaves, obey.-- } There was not one, or widow, maid, or wife, But said the knight had well deserved his life. Even fair Geneura, with a blush, confessed, The man had found what women love the best. Up starts the beldam, who was there unseen, And, reverence made, accosted thus the queen:-- My liege, said she, before the court arise, May I, poor wretch, find favour in your eyes, To grant my just request: 'twas I who taught The knight this answer, and inspired his thought. None but a woman could a man direct To tell us women what we most affect. But first I swore him on his knightly troth, (And here demand performance of his oath,) To grant the boon that next I should desire; He gave his faith, and I expect my hire. My promise is fulfilled: I saved his life, And claim his debt, to take me for his wife.-- The knight was asked, nor could his oath deny, But hoped they would not force him to comply. The women, who would rather wrest the laws, Than let a sister-plaintiff lose the cause, (As judges on the bench more gracious are, And more attent to brothers of the bar,) Cried one and all, the suppliant should have right, And to the grandame hag adjudged the knight. In vain he sighed, and oft with tears desired, Some reasonable suit might be required. But still the crone was constant to her note;