They have not sent us any supper tonight and we shall die an hungered；and were we in any land but this，we were already dead of famine or of shame for begging our bread.'When Kanmakan heard these words from his mother，his regrets redoubled；his eyes ran over with tears and he complained and began improvising，'Minish this blame I ever bear from you：
My heart loves her to whom all love is due：
Ask not from me of patience jot or little，
Divorce of Patience by God's House！ I rue：
What blamers preach of patience I unheed；
Here am I，love path firmly to pursue！
Indeed they bar me access to my love，
Here am I by God's ruth no ill I sue！
Good sooth my bones，whenas they hear thy name，
Quail as birds quailed when Nisus o'er them flew：[72]
Ah！ say to them who blame my love that I
Will love that face fair cousin till I die.'