alyne Sith worthye I haâ—â— none my mynd to vnderstand But yoâ— in you alone my fyrste and latest helpe doth stand â–ª This cause it doth import no lesser thynge thâ—n this Whearon both lyfe â—onour lyeth of suche a weyght it is And therfore this may selâ— â–ª That I dare trust you well She shewes furthwith that she was not in quyet sence The Spanysh Ladye Isabell departed hâ—â— from thence And so declares that with her brothers worthy prayse My harte is wonne so that within my minde his vertue staies And I can take no rest My wytes on him alwaies Be occupyed Yet one myght muse how it should be But I shall neuer liue in rest tyll I that Lord may see Thys sayd she doth conclude that for no wanton will But for to vewe such semely shape therfore she longeth styll Then Emblin which did loue euen with heâ— hart alwayes The Duchesse Piteing her cause with gentle wordes she prayes Her for to stayâ—â— wâ—yle and to 〈…〉 gryfe And she withâ—â— two dayes at most for her will fynd râ—lyfe The Duchesse glad therof requires her earnestly To thynke theron and promiseth if good effect therby Do come to no vnthankfull one She shuld perceiue that plesure done ¶ And so when Emblin had approued many wayes Therfore Unto the Duchesse she doth come within two daies And telleth her that if thys meane may like her minde She neade not further seke therfore a fitter shyft to fynd And if that you wyll do this same Your enterprise of force must frame ¶ If you furthwith will fayne your selfe so sycke 〈◊〉 be That euerye one more hâ—pe of death then lyfe in you mayâ— see In midst of all the sycknes yoâ— Ryght solemnlye may make a vowe ¶ That if you may furthwith recouer health againe Within a certayne time to goâ— a voiage into Spaine Unto saynt Iames his shryne and frelye forward so With Ladye Isabell at her retourne you may well goe And then you may behould as longe as you shall please The knyght whith now hath ben the cause of this your great vnease But we alone shall haue to much adde I feare So fynelye in the brauest sort to bringe about this â—eare Wherfore if you thynke good to ioyne the thyrde heareto One man I may commaund for me all that he can to doe And this is maister Appian Your graces owne Phisician ¶ Herein I may be bould to tell the truth to you He hath sought many sundry meanes to winne my loue ere now He hath bene vexed sore longe tyme for loue of me And that in waye of honestie as farre as I could see Of wohm tyll now I haue accounted very small For hetherto he hath receaued almost no hope at all But if wyth flattryng eyes and chearfull lookes I shall Make much of hym and sumtyme for to kysse him ther wyth all I knowe his loue is suche he would not sticke for me To make an hasard of his lyfe if such a neade shuld be He is a wytty man and trimlye learnd also Estemed muche abroade and maye do much heare in I kno The Duchesse streyght as she doth vnderstand of this Discourse the polycye vnto her mynd so fytt it is That ouer come with ioye the mayd she did embrace And said good weÌ„ch hereby thou hast hyghe and loftye place In my good will and so you shall haue euermore By fayth of me a Pryncesse I do promyse you therfore If that my purpose now take happilye successe I will no longer vse you as an handmayden doubtlesse But I do rather mean a frend of you to make Of whoÌ„ in doubtfull thinges alwaies some comfort I may take For I assure my selfe as you haue shewed here in Your gredie will so may you styll proceade as you begin And as a strong and stedfast staie I shall accounte of you alwaye ¶ Now am I satisfied by that which you haue sayde So well that I of any thinge nead not to be afraide If fortune on our syde may be Now go thy waye To talke with thy Physician and I without delay Wyll lay me downe to rest and fayne disease so well That none may it perceiue now gon is Emblyn for to tell How that the Duchesse is diseased in her head And lately is layd downe to take sume rest vppon her bedd The Duchesse doth deuyse to haue a further payne Within her stomake sone she learnd such sycknes for to fayne She tourneth often tymes about to seke her ease And though she fayne it finelie yet shee feleth no disease She plunged is in paine poore soule for pleasures sake She meanes by greif so much to gain as shall her sorowes slake Such 〈◊〉 haue women Lâ—e such shyftes how they can make When that they list full pretilye theyr pleasures for to take So sycke as she appeares so hole is deade she is She semes so sad and in so glad that none perceaneth this No one suspicious parte for to declare her mynde In all the tyme of that desease in her they could not fynde Full foure dayes thus she laye and seind to take no rest Although that with no painful greife She felt her selfe opprest Yet lookynge like to die the liuelye â—â—dye lyes Nor hope of health in her at all that anye one espies Eche one bewayles her woe and sorowes for her greyse â–ª Her selfe alone a refuge knowes in sycknes to releife Her hart O colour syne O crast ye cloked ioye Her sorowes such her ease so much such pleasaunt sweete anâ—â—â— Well worth such wirts 〈◊〉 the way for to deâ—â—â—â— A remedye for to recure theyr carefull 〈◊〉 Well worth the ready braures that euer haue in store A shyft at nead within a Bore beare sawe for euerye sore â–ª So symple as shâ—e seeme so subtle as she is It is a wonder for to see them so deceaud in this No man 〈◊〉 could more dissemble in such 〈◊〉 Her woâ—â—â—s so fytlie 〈◊〉 therfore that sure had the grace For to be sycke but now hath Embliâ— begonâ—e To taske with maister Appian and thus at last hath donne So much that shee 〈◊〉 felt him into louers trâ—â—e And then w t long discourse forthwith she shewes the Duchesse caseâ— What furyous 〈◊〉 shee felt what panges she did abyde Tyll that this remedie for her at last shee did prouide â–ª And 〈…〉 conclude â–ª she addeth this therto That if he kepe her counsell close endeuouryng to doe His best to ayde her then she promyseth streight waie To be his wyfe To wittnesse which she makes no more delaye But with her foulded armes his necke she did â—mbrace And kyssed him ryght louinglye But Appian glade of grace Can skant such ioye sustaine thearwith more glad was he Then if that his Hâ—pocrates or Gaelen he should see From out theyr restfull graues for to haue rysen then To lead theyr lyues as they had done amonge the mydst of men He promysed her then in nothinge to denie While he should lyue so
should be hapye sure her vayage for to goe In her good companye the Sapnyshe ladye so Perswardes her for to doe and further doth declare The synguler momodyties which in her contreie are How worthy gentle man and Ladyes fayre and free At her Aryuall theare furthwith will cum her grace to see All readie for to bee best seruyce that they can And so your companye sayth she shalbe much honour then To me in pleasant waye how merye we maye be For to perswade her willyng mynd 〈…〉 tteth she It â—â—deth not to hyd hym go that runnes awaye It neadeth not by force to dryue the horse that wold not staye Few wordes maye soone perswade the iudge that is content Euen of his owne accorde vnto the case for to consent The Ladye Isabell perswadeth her to go And she had of longe tyme before be willyng therunto The Duchesse then dyd thynke eche taryaunce longe alwaye And therfore to the Duke her husband on a daye She sayth My Lord I thynke ye knowe the greuous payne And martyrdome which I so longe in sycknes dyd sustayne The vow also I trowe you haue not yet forgott â–ª Which for my health recouered I gladlye made God wott And therfore me suche leue I pray you for to geue ¶ That out of hand I maâ—e dispache this voyage 〈…〉 Hauynge occasyon fyff by thyâ—â— great Ladye as ye know She wolde be glad I thynke that we myght go to gether And it myght be both for myne ease and honour to go with her Thearto the gentle Duke ryght gladly dyd agree The treason lodged long with in her brest he coulde not see Prouisyon beyng made for thinges that they maye neade Lyke Pilgremes then I clothed on theyr Iourney they proceade With manie Ladies fayre and lustie gentlemen Syr Appian and Emelye were not forgotten then Amonge the rest so much by trauayles great they do That past the frosen Alpes hyghe they cummen are into The cuntreye of Roâ—willon and entred in to Spayne The Duchesse seinge y e place so nigh wherof she was so sayne She prayese the Ladye Isabell That bâ—â—the waye she wold not tell ¶ 〈…〉 would be And so in lytle iourneys they Arryue wheare as the lustie Lord Iohn yâ— Mandozze laye The Spanyshe Ladye prayes the Duchesse then that she Maye sende to shew her brother that arryued theare they be The Duchesse is content the messenger is gon And found the Lord Mandozze sone to whom he shewes anon How that the Duchesse is euen now arryued theare And tels y e questions which betwene her and his syster weare And passynge beutye of the Duchesse doth declare Mandozze then right gladly doth hym selfe furthwith prepare With fortie or fyftie of his worthyest gentlemen Ryght brauelye so appointed to receaue the Duchesse then And in his mynde he thought no Pryncesse was so free Or careles of her labour in that age and tyme â—â—at â—â—ee A foote woulde vndertake So great a voyage for to make ¶ But for sume other cause but what therof he maye Conceaue in mind right well he doth dissemble that alwaye So on he rydes tyll that his syster doth espye Him from a farre in fyeldes and so she sheweth by and by Unto the Duchesse how he which coÌ„mes rydynge heare Uppon a Genet whyte as snowe that is her brother deare The rest his subiectes are Mandâ—zze comming nighe Thryse or foure times at least he makes his horse to mount on high And leape into the ayre with flynging feete aloft Or this syde turninge thrise about on thother syde as oft His foote on ground being set with comlie grace streight waye When he had kyste the duchesse hand Madame then dyd he saye I thinke the wandring knightes that 〈◊〉 lonâ—e agoe And â—â—â—ght to wyn immortall fame by valiaunt actes also If they had found suche hap admonge auentures great That w t suche worthie Pylgremes is they might somtime haue met Theyr Speare and Harnes they would soone haue layed syde To beare your burdens in the waye your trauaill to a byde And then the Pryncesse which was well brought vp alwaye And lyued had in ease and ioye vntill that present daie Lest she for shamfast feare should fayle agayne to giue Aunswere to him My Lord she saith if knightes which erst dyd liue Such as you saie they should by greater blysse haue mett With Pilgrimes such as we apeare we must neades hope that yeâ— The blessed saynt to whom I made so solemne vow To honour whom I vndertake this tedyous trauayle now Wold saue vs from theâ—e force or els we should sustayne 〈◊〉 These laboures great in iourâ—â—y long at last to lese our paine And so this fyrst attaynt a waye to loue dyd make More wide TheÌ„ Lord Mandâ—zze sone her by the arme doth take And to his castell leades her furthe with softlye pace Deuysyng talke not tedious to her in anye case He leades the Duchesse fayre Cupido blynd dothe leade Them both As they stil on their way with tender feete doth tread The one the other dothe behoulde with fyxed eyes And both theyr hartes lyke loue doth hold in frendlie hand likewise The poyson left behind from loue his leaden dart She sowe all beuties set in him before her eyes More perfect portrature she thought no paynter could deuyse Though fancie partlye dye perswade her thearunto She was not much deceaud for why the Itaâ—â—an storyes do Ab 〈…〉 his worthye shape and further shew of hym â—ow he did passe the Princes all which lyued in his tyme. But when the Duchesse had by outward gestures toulde The secretes of her hart â–ª oft tymes and comfort neuer could Receaue to satesfie her vncontented mynde And blamyng much within her hart the knyght to be vnkynd Syth for her trauyle shee no better hyre could fynde When at his castelt shee three dayes had taryed so Therfore she doth determyne thence next mornyng for to goe She meanes to gyue the flypp so to deceaue the knyght And when Aurora had remoued the darksum shades of nyght When lyght of dauâ—â—yng daye Had driuen y e goulden starres away ¶ The Duchesse goes vnto the chaumber by and by Whearas the Ladie Isabell within her bed did lye So takynge leaue of her she thankes her hartelye Both for her entertainement theare and all her courtesye The Duchesse now she is departed with her trayne Mandozze vnder standes theareof within and houre or twayne He looketh then about and sorye in his hart He museth much whearfore she shuld so sudaynlye depart And take no leaue of him so troubled muche in minde AmoÌ„g a thousand thinges he thinkes it harde the cause to fynde And thus so longe at last he maruayleth theareat That his vnthankfullnes he knowes te be the cause of that Upon him selfe he sees the blame And is right sory for the same â–ª ¶ Sith she a Pryncesse great dyd cum so farre to see Hym theÌ„ he cold not chuse but thinke him selfe vnkinde to be For that to please her
then he was no redyer Nor yet his seruice franke and free had neuer offred her Whearfore he takes with him two of his men streyght waie And after her rydes fâ—rthe in all the haste he maye At last vpon a Cauls waye he Espyes them in theyr waye to be ¶ A lyghted from his horse he makes no more delaye But asketh of the Duchesse why she went so sone a waye If at his castell then she was dyspleased so That of her goynge thence she would not suffer him to knoe He promiseth with all his seruice true to doe If it maye pleate her so He will with her to Thurin goe He wyll not her forsake for all the world besyde If that she will comaund him so with her to go or ride And passing further be in syghing sore doth saie O Ladie Duchesse fortune had done much for me that daie If when my syster made the vow that she would goe To Rome I had of enemyes furthwith bene conquerd thoe For then I myght haue had some hope agayn to bee A conquerour on them lykewise and somtyme to be free But now vnto my selfe subdued I must remayne A subiect euermore exept by you I get againe Lost lybertye at last in you to saue or spyll My life it lyeth I haue no force for to subdue my wyll Unto your grace my selfe I yeld on me your lyste full fyll You are the cause of all my care you may recure mine ill For now Ab las synce you this contrey fyrst came in I felt such hard assault within my hart for to begin That left me to resyst I haue no further might And vanquished it boteth not 〈◊〉 man to fyght I woâ—â—ot what to doe but to complayne my greif For to be waile my woes to you which maye my mynd releife And euer that which I so hardlye could sustaine You would dessemble it as though you dyd not know my paine Oft tymes by sygnes I did to you declare my mynde And you so straunge therto alwaies my meaninge would not fynd Far froÌ„ my thoughtes you semd to be My woeful sighes you would not see ¶ And that the loâ—er so my lyfe myght make an end You left my house also to daie disdayninge for to spend So lytle tyme as for to bid me well to fare And that doth greue my hart agayne renewynge all my care So these maye you desyre For to retourne with me And shewe me further courtesye or els that you maye see On mee whyche you would more vpon your foes requyre For cruell death of this your fâ—ght shall paye the woefull hyre And mournefull syghes he drawes from depest of hys brest To tessifye the paâ—â—ioâ—s whearwith he was opprest And gentle teares from out his eyes do fall a pace The lyuelye blood with collour fresh dyd chaunge within his face So that he thought his soule with greife opprest so sore wold theÌ„ haue left his senceles corps the Duchesse now therfore Thoughe shamfast blood with in her blushing cheakes do stay her tonge her tale for to begyne The blood as red as rose within her face so cleare O beuties force it did present a passyng louelye cheare With modestie deuine she â—ules her twyncklyng eyes And smokynge sighes ful sweete also she castes vp to the skyes The crystall teares do fall From downe her face with all ¶ When reason had at last the woefull â—and vndon Whâ—â— staied her tung with Angells voice to speake she thus begon I do not know the cause whearfore you do pretend That I should gyue occasyon your youthfull dayes to end â–ª For if I knew my selfe but cause of your anoy My lothed life I could for greyfe no longer tyme enioye Such care I â—ould conceaue therby That I should muche desire to dye ¶ Assure your selfe therfore that I would be your owne For all the world I would not this to anie heare were knowne TheÌ„ fainting feare quight fled awaâ—e She doubteth not furthwith to saye ¶ That flamynge fyre of loue Is kendled in her brest And she with how by nyght or day for him she takes no rest If you one howre should feâ—e such fyttes as I sustayne You myhht saith she of crueltye then with a cause complaine For sure your absence is a verye death to mee And long I know I could not liue without sum hope to see You sone Againe for this to you I will confesse Long time ere now I haue for you endured in destresse It is vnpossyble almost that I shuld lyue If fortune vnto me furthwith sum comfort do not gyue But this I must needes saie 〈◊〉 when at fyrst I sawe Your colde affection and desire such faynting force to drawe Me to your mynd I thought the cause therof shuld be For sum oppinion ill which you conceyued had of me Or that perchaunce you thought for sure it maye be so That I should seeme to lyberall myne honour to forgoe And that my countrey soyle I did therfore forsake That of my selfe a slaue I should to your good graces make And â—â—â—ie for this cause I tooke no leaâ—e yf you WheÌ„ froÌ„ your house I came but yet perceiuing playnlie now By this your heauie cheare that otherwise I maye Suppose therof I do confesse my fault And you I praye For to forget it and at my returne I shall Sufficient satisfaction paye and make amendes for all I will repent in place wheare as I haue offended And prysoner my hart with you till all this be amended I leaue And thus the whilst contented you must be And to your castell now retourne no further go with me The knyhht therto obayes her mynd for to fulfill But yet her beauties all within his hart imprynted styll He beares a burden hoate with loue beynge sore opprest And hope prolonges his life which he doth leade in greate vnrest Eche one the others hart doth hould And so lykewyse â–ª The gestures of the one are styll before the others eyes Now him we leaue by hope his fancyes for to feade And to the Duchesse now which on her voyage doth procead For fortune lyeth in watche and doth her nettes prepare She spoyles them of their pleasures sone turnes theyr ioye to care So fortunes whele doth run and roull on euerye syde Still turneth fortune to and fro she neuer doth abyde Longe tyme in sure stedfast stayâ— But shyftes her fycle feete alwaye ¶ When that with fayrest face she semeth for to smyle Then with Sirenes songe so sweete she seketh to beguyle Whearfore all wyse men wyll in wether fayre always Prouide their neadfull thinges agaynst a stormy lowryng daye To wyse men nothing cumâ—â—s vnlooked for before For all mishaps the manlike mynd is armed euermore This Duchesse led her lyfe tyll nowe in blessed ioye And sone to gether darksâ—â— cloudes do cum to her anoye She is preâ—ented now Mandâ—â—â—â— hopes in vayne For fortune brekes the band furtâ—â—â— of all theyr blisse intwaine She lowres on them on whom
erst frendlys she did sâ—lyâ— Theyr greedye mynde of pleasures swete she doth furthâ—â— beguile Not twelue dayes after that the lyuelye Duchosse she From Thuâ—â—in did depart the Duke her husbane gan to be Anoyed with absence longe of her whom he ryght deare Did â—â—â—ld for seruent loue which he did euer to her â—eale And then consydering well that she was syster to A kynge and how that her he left so longe awaie to goe Perâ—eâ—uing this that it vpon her honour laye â–ª He maketh althinges meale â—oâ—â— prouided for his waye And well accompanyed with store of gentlemen Without delaie he â—aketh shyp and into Galye then The sailes be full with wind through surgyng seas â—inaine They sâ—oure away y e â—â—â—like waâ—â—es deuided â—o in twayne The wynd doth serue so well vnto his will that he Ariued at saynt Iames his towne before the Duchesse she Was cum But so at last he vnderstandes among The Pilgremes theare y e it belyke would not be verie longe Before shee came for they had left her then behinde By litle iourne is comming furth whearfore ryght glad in mynd The Duke furthwith doth send sum of his gentlemen In hast to ride and met with her so for to shew her then The commynge of the Duke which when the Duchesse had Ben tould by theÌ„ she made as though thearof she had bene glad But sure she could haue bene contented well that he Shuld not haue taken halfe y e paines to cum so farre to see In trauaile tedious how well as shee had fared His companie a while God wots ryght well she might haue spared ¶ Thouhh then her fancye led her lust for to fullfyll Yet doth her reason teach her more to esteme her honour styll And therfore fynelye she doth fayne alwayes to be Desyrous with great diligence her husband for to see SuÌ„ cheare to blâ—she nedes must make Thoughe it be but for fashions sake So she to him furth with with fayned speede doth goe And louelie lookes for him right â—â—ne she shaped had also Then after greâ—â—ng sweete she pytieth his paine That he in danger great for her such trauaile shuld sustayne And sorye in her minde she sayth she is therfore But for Mandozzâ— lustye knyght it greued her the more And so in to the churche to gether they be gon Whearas her praiers â—nded fyrst the Duchesse doth anon Remember in her minde her loues so lâ—wdlye past And winnes so much of wyll that she repentyng knowes at last That God was much against her enterpryses styll That shee the Duke vnfaithfullye deceyued should fulfill Her lust And sorow so doth synke within her brest That then within her heauye hart furthwith she doth protest To flye her fylthy flame and fufther to forgett Manduzze his graces all And muche she thanketh God that yet Her lust beyonde the bondes of honour hath not gon And cleane to quenche her lothesome loue she doth agree theron That so she wyll departe from thence euen out of hand Nor of this newes now will she let Mandozze vnderstand She instantlye requyres her husband home to hast And so to shyps they go and saile so longe till at the last Marsâ—ille hauen they take anoyed of the seas And therfore then on horsebacke they do ryoe in better case To Thurin wheare they lyued to gether longe in ioye And perfect loue But now the lorde Mandozze in anoye Doth lyue for absence of the Duchesse all this while His harte abode with her and he dyd liue in longe â—â—â—le But when he knew how that the Duke was commen thyther And how the Duchesse fayre and hee returned home to gether His greife he doth sustayne seynge no remedye He neades must now make vertue of extreame necessitie Determininge to goe to Thurin her to see But now this while y t all these thiÌ„gs in such a stâ—te they bee The Almayanes latelye with an armye huge they are Cum in to fraunce and so do spoyle the contrey euery wheare ¶ As sone as of the same the kynge doth vnderstand He sendeth to the noble Duke of Sauoy out of hande With armye great of fraunce to encounter with his foes But all thinges in good order set at home before he goes He doth appoynt for his leiuetenaunt generall The countye Pâ—â—calyer to whom thaffayres and charge of all Hys Duchy he dothe leue that as hys selfe alwaye The Countie in his absence they should honour and obaye The Countie well was knowne both noble and dyscreate And for to take the rule and charge of coÌ„men wealthe most meate The noble men thearto agree The people well contented bee ¶ So when he seeth hym selfe to haue the charge alone The contrey to dyspose and rule commaundyng euery one Yet markinge well oft tymes the Duchesse beutye braue Can not coÌ„maund hys lust the rule vpon hym selfe to haue He hath no force to fyght against his new desyre His flames do burne in broiliÌ„g brest he fryes in secrete fyre The more he sekes alwayes for to withstand his ill The poyson strong so much the more dothe rage and rancle styll That whyle he stryueth so the smoke for to suppresse In greater flames the furyous fyre doth more and more increase Reason dothe bid him rule his rage and to obaye In absence of the Duke as ought a subiect true alwaye But fancye doth enforce his follye to fulfyll So battayle in his brest begynnes betwext his wit and will But reason at the laste is fayne to slye the fyeld His sences all subdued is constrayned for to yeld Unto a Fortresse vyle he can resyste nomore But now with shame dothe seke the salue for to recure his sore So that he doth forget him selfe so muche that he Thearof doth make no conscience to offer seruice free Unto the Duchesse which had vowd alwayes to lyue Upryghtly â–ª And therfore to him a warnynge she doth gyue That from thencefurthe he be aduysed better in His cause before he do presume so bouldlye to begin Unto vnlawfull loue A Pryncesse for to moue ¶ She byâ—s him seeke abroade Wheare as his matches bee To practise such conclusions with them of his degree She chaufeth much that be of her so light should deeme To thinke that then her honour shee so lytle should esteeme And shame to him shee saide that lyued all that whyle And yet a dotinge fole could not subdue affections vyle The Countie Pancalir when this he dothe perceaue Was sum what blanke so for y e tyme of her he takes hys leue Yet hopynge still the best the fyrste denienge he At womeÌ„s mouthes doth know right well but words of course to be Wherfore wyth higher style he moues his cause agayne Another tyme when that at large be pleades his case more playne Desyringe her to take sum pitie on his greyfe Or els he can not longe sustayne to lead his lothsum lyfe He sayth his sences fayle his meate doth not disgest His faynting lymmes haue lost their force his bodie takes
pynche prycke him so That in his mynde he did endure such preuie payne That then repentyng him he would haue ben right glad and fayne The deede had ben vndone and dayntie for to fight He seketh still delayes and fyrste vnto the Spanishe knight He sendes a messenger of hym to aske his name To whom Mandozzâ— â—toutly sayth he shall not knowe the same But sure for all the rest what power in hym doth lye He shall it know and fecle forthwith if then he lyste to trye The Iudges theare also affyrmed in the same How that their statutes do not bynde him for to shew his name And further in the case the Lawyers all do saye How that thaccused partye ought to see the fyght alwaye And reason yelde not for because theyr bookes so be But in Fauorem vitae was the cause of that decree Which when the Countie heares althoughe he dyd dystrust His parte yet of necessitie make manhode now he must And beinge vsed to suche skirmishes before He armes him selfe forthwith and feareth lesse therfore And settynge vp his brystels then lyke as the forest Bore Unto thappoynted place he comes and theare doth see His foe in Armoure blacke well harnessed to be In sygne of combate then he semes alustie knyght And brauelye prauncyng vp downe he feareth not to fyght So then the Duchesse fayre was sent for out of hand Whiche is not sorye sure inoughe these newes to vnderstand Yet in her ioyfull mynd alwayes much museth shee FroÌ„ wheÌ„ce thunhoped help doth cum or who that knyght should bee That then had promised to do so muche for her So she is caryed to the feyld within an horselytter Beyng couered with tylt of Blacke Accompanyed With number great of Ladies sayre and damsells by her syde Attired all in blacke they bryng her to the place Whear as the people the knightes did tarie for her grace Thus then shee mounted is vppon a litle stage Sreight waye the Iudges which the fell â–ª appointed weare to gage Demaund of her sith that she is accused by The Countie Pancalyer as gyltie of adulterie And sith the custome is that you a champion maye Prouide bi fight to proue your right Within a yeare and daye How saye you now thearfore Madame do you agree By this same knight your innocence approued nowe maye be Will you that on his force alone your right shall lie If you by him wyll wage your lawe your fautlesse truth to trye Speake now what you thinke best And theare on shall the issue rest ¶ The Duchesse answereth I do repose my ryght In God which knowes the same in the manhode of the knight To him my cause coÌ„mit do I Indifferent to liue or dye ¶ But tost in troubled mynde she thinketh sure that hee A stranger neuer knowne to her sum captaine stoute should bee So on her knees she falles and lyftyng vp her eyes O Lord that art on highe saith she in throne aboue the skies Thou knowest the truthe vntryed O Lorde maintaine my part Pleade thou my cause for y u doest see the secretes of my hart No cloked craft so close â–ª that anie man can hyde But vnto thee discouered the same is well espied Let not this tyrant fearce which thriffes my blood to spill Triumphe on my simplicitie confound him in his will O Lorde which thy poore flocke from Wolues defendest still Let not this blooddy butcher nowe thy selie Lambe heare kyll O Lorde looke downe at laste turne not awaye thy face From sinners poore Bestow on me the tresure of thy grace Thou seest my innocence thou knowest the payne and smart That I endured hope to thee I do commit my part As Hester thou didst helpe when shee did make her mone So Lord helpe mee for why my hope remaynes in thee alone As Susan fayre thou didst delyuer in her woe And Iudith from the myghty hand of Holoferne also From this same Centaure fearce saue me O Lorde I praye Which of myne honour so dyd seeke to beare the spoyle awaye And then with fixed eyes shee still behouldes the ground With looke amased staryng lyke as shee weare in a sounde Mandozze now no more the Countie can abyde But raigyng then wyth countnance fearce to him forthw t doth ride And sayth Thou Traytour I do now most playnlie see Thy accusacion agaynst this Pryncesse falce to bee Inuented for dispite most wicked man alyue And as I saye the truth of it so God graunt me to thryue And that thou her belyest I will the same mayntayne Euen in thy hart right falslye thou this vylanie didst fayne And wretched Parrycyde thou hast deserued to dye For murdrynge of thy Nepheu pore whose gyltles blood doth crye For vengeance iust before the face of God to paye The due deserued hyre furthwith and this which I do saye By force in fight I will approue it by and bye Thy wicked breath infectes the ayre thy lyfe offendes the skye The light doth loth thy looke tis time for thee to dye But now by dint of swerd with thee the truth heare will I trye Hee had no soner saide but strayght with courage stowte The Countie fearce as Forest bore these wordes hee blustred owt Defamed villayne thou which nowe hast hid thy name Lest y t thy filthy faultes they might be vttred with the same Darest thou to warrant her which thus hath forfaited By whordome vyle for to defile the Duke her husbandes bedâ— Afrayd for vilanye though knowne y e woldest not bee Yet may thy shamelesse wordes declare so muche of thee That thou sum Ruffian one of her mates mightest seme A vakabound dispysed knaue whom no man doth esteeme And therfore with dispite to thee I will maintaine That thou doest sasâ—ie speake of mee and so I do againe Dofte thee as a slaue whose due desertes require No better but with her to bee â–ª burned within one fyre Or at an Horses taile for to be drawen about The towne to thend all wanton ladyes still maye stand in doubt To do the lyke as well as ruffians such as thou Which dailie do entise to ill they care not whom nor how So then the Heraulde did begin to make the crye For so the custome did require the knightes imediatlye Sets 〈◊〉 eares into the reste and â—rth on breathed â—â—â—se They run till ioining both theyr sheldes their speares w t such a force â—nto their Gauntlets broke â—heir bodies metyng so â—â—at both to gether tusklyng downe â—â—to the ground do goe 〈…〉 holdeth fast 〈…〉 aynes within 〈…〉 ch beate in hartes they haue 〈…〉 sire to win 〈…〉 nge vp agayne 〈…〉 to fight 〈…〉 swerdes a Combate then 〈…〉 to â—â—yght The one doth thyrst alwayes the others blood to spyll No blowe was yet not lent but it was well repayed styll And so longe tyme they fyght and still the victorie Doth seeme betweene them both with dowtfull wynges to flye The peoples gasing eyes do looke for suche a blow By Lord Mandozze his hand y t might the Câ—â—ntie ouerthrow The 〈◊〉 lyfe and death in 〈◊〉 euen doth lye Sumtime more like to liue shee is somtime she lookes to die It was right hard that whyle the heauyer payse to know The wayght is lifted vp and doâ—â— it turneth with a blowe For now must manlyke 〈…〉 Discerne the better rig 〈…〉 ¶ Not heare the truth by 〈…〉 but by the swerde the 〈…〉 And he must keepe his 〈…〉 that would not lea 〈…〉 Such lawe at large 〈…〉 they pleade and 〈…〉 The Captaines Oration to Souldiers Added by the Translaetour The letter of the Duchesse to Lord Mandozze Exhortacion to pa 〈…〉 Translatâ—or A â—ump by the Translatâ—or The Prayer of the duchesse by the translatour The orâ—der of the Coâ—bat 〈◊〉 bâ— the 〈◊〉 flaâ—our