One voice, one shape, which to Anglantes' peer Seemed his Angelica, beseeching aid.
Seemed to Rogero Dordogne's lady dear.
Who him a truant to himself had made:
If with Gradasso, or with other near He spake, of those who through the palace strayed.
To all of them the vision, seen apart, Seemed that which each had singly most at heart.
