be handled the Barren flourâ—â—â—â— to be worne in the hand not chawed in the mouth the precious stone Echites to bee applied outwardly and not to bee taken inwardly and beautie is made to féed the eye not to â—etter the heart wilt thou then swallow vp the bait which thou knowest to be â—ane wâ—lt thou hazard at that which cannot bee had without harâ—â—â— no stretch not too farre wade not too deepe vse bâ—â—utie but serue it not shake the trée but taste not of the fruite 〈◊〉 thou finde it too hard to bée disgestedâ— Why but beautie is a God 〈◊〉 will be obeyed loue looketh to command not to be conquered 〈◊〉 stroue but once with Venus and she was vanquished 〈◊〉 senâ—â—â—d Cupid but he went by the worst it is hard for thée 〈◊〉 the Crabâ—e to swimme against the streame or with the Salamanâ—â—r to striue againâ—â— the fire for in wrastling with a fresh wound thou shalt but make the sore more dangâ—roâ—s Yea but what fondneâ—se is this Aâ—basto to sâ—â—th thy selfe â—n â—hy â—olly Thou didst come a Captaine and wilt thou returne a â—aptiue thy intent was to conquer not to bee vanquished to fight â—ith the Laâ—nce not to be â—oâ—â—d with loue to vse thy speare not thy pen to challenge Mâ—rs not to dally with Venus How doost thou thinke to subdue Fraunce which canst not rule thine owne affections Art thou able to quaile a kingdome which canst not quell thinâ— own mind no it will be hard for thee to go in triumph which art not so much as Lord of thy selfe But Aâ—basto if thou wilt needs loue vse it as a toy to passe away the time which thou mayest take vp at thy lust and lay downe at thine ownâ— pleasure Loue why Arbasto doost thou drâ—ame whom shouldest thou loue Doralâ—cia what thy foe one that wisheth thy mishap and partly prayeth to the Gods for thy mis-fortuâ—e no sure thou art not so fond And with that as I vttered these wordes such thoughts such sighes such sobs such teares assailed me as I was stricken dumbâ— with the extremitie of these hellish passions scâ—rce being able to draw my breath for a good space till at last recouering my senses I fell to my former sorrow in this sort Yes alas Arbasto it is the lucklâ—sse loâ—e of Doraliciâ— and therefore the more lucklesse because thou louest Doralicia that hath thus inchaunted thy affections She is not thy friend whom thou mayest hope to get but thy foe whom thou art sure not to gaine for doest thou thinke shee will requite thy merit with méed or repay thy loâ—e with liking no she hateth thée Arbasto as sworne Pelorus foe â—nd her enemy Can shâ—â— loue thee which sâ—ekest her fathers life nay did she loue yet could she thinke thou dost like which layest sâ—â—ge to her Citie no vnlesse by loue she were blinded with too much loue Sith then to fancy thy foe is with the Coâ—katrice to peck against the sâ—éele subdue thy affections be master of thy mind vse Will as thy subiâ—ct not as thy soueraigâ—â— so mayest thou triumph and laugh at Cupid saying Fondâ—â—â— I was in loue what then I had â—o 〈◊〉 sealed â—p â—hese secret meditations with a sorrowfull sigh but least being soâ—â—tary I should fall into farther dumps I went out of my Tent to passe away the time with some pleasant parâ—â— thinking this the fittest meanes to driue away idle fancies hoping thâ—t hâ—t loue would grow cold that the greatest â—aâ—in was but a blaze that loue most violentâ— in me was euer least permanent CHAP. 3. Arbasto in loue with Doralicia and Myrania with Arbasto haue hauâ— opportunitie to discouer the same Bâ—t iâ— you would see you must vnderstand how Loue and Fortune can play false when they list I â—as not so drowneâ— in desires towards Doralicia as poore Myrâ—nia burned with affection tâ—wards me For Venus willing to shew she was a woman by her wilfull contrarieties so fierâ—d her fancies with the forme of my feature as the poore Lady was perplexed with a thousand sundry passions one whilâ— she sought with hate to rase out loue but that was with the Déere to féed against â—he winde another while she deuised which way to obtaine hâ—r desire but then alas she heaped coales vpon her head for she saw no sparke of hopâ— to procure so good hap Driuen thus into sundry dumpes she fell at last into these termes Alas Myrania quoth she happy yea thrice happy are those maides which are borne in the Isle Meroc which â—n their virginitie are suffered to see none but him whom they shall marry and being wiues are forbidden by the law to sée any man but their husband vntill they be past fiftie In this country Myrania beautie is vsed as a naturall gift not honoured as a supernaturall God and they loue onely one because loue cannot force them to like any other so that they sowe their loue in ioy and reape it in pleasure Would God thou hadst beene borne in this soyle or brought vp in the same sort so shouldest thou haue triumphed ouer beautie as a slaue which now leadeth thee as a seruile captiue O infortunate Myranâ—a hast thou so little force to withstand fancy as at the first alarum thou must yéeld to affection canst thou not look with Salmacis but thou must loue canst thou not sâ—e with Smylax but thou must sigh canst thou not view Narcissus with Ecchoâ— but thou must be vowed to his beautie Learne learne fond foole by others mishaps to beware for she that loueth in hast oft times nay alwâ—ies repenteth at leisure The Hippians anointing theÌ„selues with the fat of the fish Mugrâ— passe thorow most furious flames without any perâ—l the people called Pâ—ilii as long as they sacrifâ—ce vnto Vestâ— can be hurt with no venimous Serpents Telephus as hee wore the counterfait of Pallas shield was inâ—ulnâ—rable thou as long as thy mind is fraught with the chast thoghâ—e of Diana canst neuer be fired with the haples flame of Venus arme thy selfe with reason and thou maist passe thorow Cytheria without danger lâ—t thy wil and wit bâ— dirâ—cted with aduised counsell thou maist say Cupid I defie thée Ah Myrania things are soone promised but not so quickly performed it is easie to sound the victory but passing hard to obtain the coÌ„quest all can say I would ouercome but few or none returne with triumph Beautie is therâ—fore to be obeyed because it is beauty and loue to be â—eared of men bâ—cause honored of the Gods Dâ—â—â—â— reason abide the brunt when beautie bids the battell can wisâ—dome win the field when loue is Captaine No no loue is without law and therfore aboue all law honoured in heauen feared in earth and a very terror to the infernall Ghostes Bow then vnto that Myrania whereunto lawlesse necessity doth bend be not so fond as with Xerxes to bind the Ocean sea in fetters fight not with the Rascians against the winde séeke not with them of
I feare not but thou wilt performe it And that thou maâ—st know I exclaime not without cause sée here the Letters which haue passed betwéene this false traytor and Doralicia The sight of these Letters so galled my guilty conscience as I stood as one astonished not knowing what to doe excuse my selfe I could not confirme my loue I durst not yet at last the water standing in mine eyes clasping her hand in minâ— I was ready to craue pardon if she had not preuented me with these iniurious spéeches Cléere thy false trayteâ—â—â— Arbasto thou canst not perswade meâ— thou shalt not forâ—iue thee I will not cease therefore to speake for in none of these thou shalt spéed Egerâ—o I saued thy life then reuengâ— my death and so content I die yet onely discontent in this that I cannot liue to hate Arbasto so long as I loued him And with that turning vpon her left side with a gasping sigh she gaue vp the ghoste which sight draue me into such a desperate mindeâ— that if Egerio and the rest had not holden mee I had sent my soule with heâ—â— to the graue CHAP. 8â— After Myranias death Doralicia relenteth and sendeth to Arbâ—sto who then hated her as much as he loued her before AFter Myranias death being carried by force to my bâ—d I lay for certaine dayes oppressed with such sorrow as if I had béenâ— in a trancâ— cursing and accusing my selfâ— of ingratitude of periurie and of most despightfull disloyalty I lay perplexed with incâ—â—â—ant passions Wâ—ll this heauy and haplesse newes being noysed in France Pelorus taking the death of his daughter to heartâ— in short time died leauing Doralicia the onely inhâ—ritour of his kingdome But yet sée how Fortune framed vp this tragedy who meant tâ— caâ—â— Doralicia from most happy felicitie to most haplesse miseriâ— for shée séeing that no siniâ—â—er chance could change my affection that neyther the length of time nor the distance of place the spight of Fortune the feare of death nor hâ—r most cruell discourtâ—siâ— could diminish my louâ— musing I say on this my inuiolable constancie Cupid meaning to reuâ—ngâ— séeing her now at discouert drew home to thâ— head and strooke her so déepe at the heart as in despight of Vesta shée vailed bonnet and giâ—ing ground sobbed forth secretly to her selfâ— these words Alas I loâ—e Arbasto and none but Arbasto Venus séeing that her boy had so well plaid the man began to triumph ouer Doralicia who now was in her dumps striuing as yet betwéene loue and hate till fancy sâ—t in her foot and then shée yéelded vp the bulwarke in these peaceable termes Why how now Doralicia quoth she doest thou dreame or dote Is it folly or frenzy melancholy or madnesse that driueth thee thus into dumps and so strangely distresseth thee with doleâ— what â—onâ— thoughts what vnacquainted passions what slumbring imaginations are these which perplexeth thee hast thou now â—â—ele fire to spring out of the coâ—d flint heat to â—ry or 〈◊〉 thâ— chilling frost loue to come from hate anâ— dâ—sire from disâ—â—ine Doest thâ—u fare as though thou hadst béene drencâ—ed in the Riuer Iellus in Phrigâ—a which at the first brâ—edeth sorrow through extreame cold but forthwith burneth the sinewes tâ—rough raging heat Hath Vâ—â—us now in despight of Vestâ— made thâ—e vaile â—onnet the more poore wench is thy mishappe and the wâ—rse iâ— thy fortune for loue though neuer so sweete cannot yet hâ— digeâ—ted without a most sharpe sauce faring like the gold that is neuer pâ—â—ect till it hath past through the furnaceâ— Loue Dolaricia but whom doest thou loue Arbasâ—o what the man whom euen now thou diddest sâ— deadly hate hast thou so littlâ— force ouer thy affections as to fancy thy â—oe No no fond foole Arbasto is thy friend and one that honoreth thee as a Saint and would seruâ— thee as his soueraigne that loueth and liketh thee as much as thou canst desire but more than thou doest deserue who being bitterly crossed with discurtesâ—e could neuer be touchâ—d of inconstancy but still remaineth like to Aristoâ—les Quadratus which howsoeuer it is turned alwayes standeth stedfast Thou canst not then of consciencâ— Doralicia but repay his loue with liking and his firme fancy with mutuall affection he is beautifull to please the eye vâ—rtuous to content the mind rich to maintaine thy hâ—nour of birth to counteruaile thy parentage wise courteous and constant and what wouldest thou â—aue more Yea but alas I haue reiected his seruice and now hee will not respect my sute I haue detested him and now he will despise mee I haue requited his good will with crueltie and he will reuenge me witâ— contâ—mpt Better hadst thou then conceale it with griefe than reueâ—le it tâ— thine owne shame for if thou ayme at the white and misse the mark thou shalt bee pointed at of those that hate thee pittied of those that loue thee scorned at by him and talked of by all suffer rather then pooâ—â— Doralicia death by silâ—nce than dirisâ—on by reuealing thy sâ—crets for death cutteâ—h off all care but decision breâ—deth endlesse calamity Tush doest thoâ— thinke Arbasto can so harden his heart as to hate thee so maâ—â—â—r hiâ— aâ—fections as to flee from fancy that he wil become so proud as to râ—fusâ— thy prâ—ffer No if thou sendest him but one line it will morâ— harme him then all Circes inchantments if thou lendest but one friendly looke it will be more estéemed than liâ—e Why but Doraliciaâ— and with that she sate still as one in a â—rance building castlâ—s in the aâ—re haâ—ging beâ—wâ—enâ— feare and hope trust and dispâ—iâ—e doubt 〈…〉 elfe thâ—rforâ— from these â—umps shâ— tooke her Luâ—e whereupon 〈…〉 this dittâ—e IN time we see that siluer drops The cragglâ— stones make softâ— The slowâ—st â—nâ—ile in time we see Dâ—th creeâ—e and climbe aloâ—t With feeble puffes the tallest pine In tract of time doth fallâ— The hardest heart in time doth yeeld To Venus luring call Where chilling frost alate did nip There flasheth now a fire Where deepe disdaine bred noysome hate There kindleth now desire Time causeth hope to haue his hap What câ—re in time not easd In time I loath'd that now I loue In both content and pleasd Doralicia hauing ended her dittie laid downe her Lute and betooke her to her former passions wherein she had not long plodded but she determined to write vnto me with as much speed as might be framing her Letters to this effect Doralicia to Arbasto health VVEighing with my selfe Arbasto that to be vniust is to offer iniury to the Gods and that without cause to be cruell is against all conscience I haue thought good to make amends for that which is amisse of a fained foe to become thy faithfull friend for since the receipt of thy Letters calling to minde the perfection of thy body and perfectnes of thy minde thy beautiâ— and vertuâ— thy curtesâ—e and constancy I haue béene so snared with â—ancy and fettered with affection as
left me to my secret and sorrowful passions If it be the custome of thy Country to be so discourteousâ— I like not the fruit of such a soyle If thy owne folly to be thus rash I craue not to be acquainted with such a bold guest but whether it be or no as thou camest in without my leaue I wish thé◠to goe out by iust command He had no sooner vttered these words but hee was ready to take vp the picture if I had not hindered him with this reply Sir where the offence is confessed there the fault is halfe pardoned and those facâ—s that are committed by ignorance alwayes claime remission by course I grant that I haue béene much too rash but I repent and thereâ—ore hope you will take the lesse offence and the sooner excuse my folly faults committed by will gaine oft times but a cheâ—â—â— then mine done by ignorance shall I hope escape without a mate Penalties are enioyned by the intent more then by the worke and things done amisse saith Tully euer ought to be measured by the passion aâ—â— not by the méere action Which considered if my presence hath béene prâ—â—â—diciall to your reposenesse I hope you will thinke I offende 〈…〉 stranger and will pardon me as one sorry for so rash an entâ—â—â—rise The old man very aâ—â—entiuelâ— hearing my talke hauing somewhat digested his cholar rising vp from his seat made mee this friendly answere Friend â—â—uoth he It is not gold that glisters the smoothest talkâ— hath oft times the smallest truth the Sunne when it glistereth moâ—â— bright brâ—ueth the greatest shower The Painter casteth the fairest câ—lour ouer the soulest boord and strangers flatterings arâ— oft times but méeâ—â— deceits yet whether thy talke be truth oâ— tales whether thou commest to note my passions as a spy or hast by chance â—it into my Câ—ll as a stranger I care not for if thou enuy me as a foe I feare not the spite of Fortune if thou muse at my sudden motions it shall little auayle thee to heare it and be a great griefe for me to reâ—earse it O sir quoth I if my credit might be such as without desert to obtaine so much fauour or if the prayer of a poore stranger might prâ—â—aile to perswade you to vnfold the cause of these your sudden passions I should think my former trauels counteruailed wiâ—h this your friendly curtesie It is good indéed quoth he by other mens harmes to learne to beware Phoeâ—us had neuer béene so waâ—y of Vulcane if Mars his mishâ—p had not bid him take héed Vlysses had not so wiselie eschewed Circes charmes if he had not seenâ— before his fellowes transformed perhaps the hearing of my former cares may free thée from ensuing calamity I haue béene my selfe a Prince which am now subiect vnto power alate a mighty Potentatâ— now constrained to liue vnder a seruilâ— law not contented erewhile with a kingly Palacâ— now sufficiently satisfied with a poore Cell and yet this present want excéeds my wonted weale I then had too much in penury and now I lacke in superstuitie being cloyed with abundance yet hauing nothing in that my minde remaineth vnsatisfied Fortune yea Fortune in fauouring me hath made me most infortunate Syren-like hiding vnder musick miserie vnder pleasure paineâ— vnder mirth mourning like the suâ—â—ed â—onicombe which while a man toucheth hee is stung witâ—â—â—es Sheâ— presenteth faire shapes which proue but fading shadowes shée proferrâ—th mountaines and perhaps kéepeth promise but the gaines of these golden Mines is losse misery Nonâ— roâ—e on Seianus horse which got not mishap None toucht the gold oâ— Tholossa whom some â—isaster did not assaile neither hath any béeâ—â—â—â—â—aynâ—ed by fortune which in time hath not béene crossed with some haplesse calamitie I speake this by experience which I 〈◊〉 the Gods thou neuer try by proofe for he onely is to be thought â—â—ppy whom the inconstant fauour of Fortune hath not made vnhâ—â—py The Pictâ—re which thou seest heere is the perfect counterâ—â—iâ—â— of her inconstant conditions for she like to the Polype Fish â—â—â—neth her self into â—â—ery obiect â—nd with the Cameâ—ion taketh her whole delight in change being sure in nothing but in this that she is not sure at all Which inconstancy after I had known by too much proofe I began to arme myself againâ—â— her guiles and to count her fâ—â—ning flattâ—ry and her froâ—nes of no force not to accept her as a friend but to despise her as a foe and in despight of her fained deity to oppose my selfe against her fickle power which I haue found the greatest shield to shrowde me from her secret iniuries I haue left my Palace and taken me a simple Cell in the one I found often displeasure but in the other neuer but contentation From a Prince of the earth I am become a Priest to the Gods séeking onely by this obscure life to please my selfe and displease Fortune whose picture when I sée I weep that I was so fond as to be subiect to such a seruile Dame and I laugh that at last I triumph both ouer mine own affections ouer Fortune Thus friend since thou hast heard the cause of my care cease off to enquire farther in the case passe from my Cell and leaue me to my passions for to procure my griefe and not my gaine were to offer me double losse After he had vttered these words perceiuing by his parâ—e that he was a Prince I began with more reuerence to excuse my rashnesse framing my talke to this effect I am sorry quoth I if sorrow might be a mends for that which is amisse that my haâ—ty folly hath offended your highnesse and that my poore presâ—nce hath béene preiudiciall to your princely passions but since the fault once committed may bee repented but not reclaimed I hope your highnesse will pardon my vnwitting wilfulnesse and take Had I wiâ—â— for an excuse of so sudden an offence which granted the desire I haue to heare of your strange hap doth make me passe manners in being importunate with your Maiestie to heare the tragicall chance of this your strange change Well quoth he since thy dâ—sire is such and time allowes me conuenient leisurâ— sit downe and thou shalt heare what trust there is to be giuen 〈◊〉 inconsâ—â—â—â— Fortunâ— CHAP. 2. Arâ—asâ—â— reâ—â—â—â—th his story and discouereth himselfe VNtil I waxt wâ—ary of mâ— diâ—deme I was king of the famous Countrey of Denmaâ—ke whâ—rin after Bosphorus deceased for so was my father called I 〈◊〉 in happy prosperiâ—y comming to the Crowne at the age of one aâ—d â—â—entie yeeres being so honoured of my subiects for my vertue â—nd so loued for my curtesie as I did not onely gaine the heartes of thâ—m but also wan the good will of strangeâ—â— I could not complaine 〈◊〉 lacke in that my greatest want was store I fâ—ared not the force of fâ—rrain foeâ— for I knew none but were my faithfull friends I doubtâ—â— no mis-fortune for I could sée nâ—
recount the â—â—rrowes I haue sustained since I first was inueigled with thy beauty or the seruice I haue vowed vnto thy vertue sâ—nce thou 〈◊〉 count by talke though neuer so true but meere toyes were rather to bréed in thée an admiration then a beléefe But this I added for the tiâ—e which the end shall â—ry for a truth that so faithfull is my affection and so loyall is my loue that if thou take not pitâ—y of my passâ—ons either my life shall be too short or my misery too long Doralicia hearing attâ—ntiâ—ely my talke oâ—t times changed her colour as one in great choller being so inflamed â—ith a melancholike â—inde of hate as shee was not of a long time able to â—â—â—er one word yet at last with a face full of fury shee â—urst forth inâ—â— thâ—se despightfull termes Why Arbasto quoth shee art thou of late become franticke or doeâ—â— thoâ— thinke me in a frenzy â—ast thou beene bitten with the serpent Amphisbena which procureth mâ—enes oâ— doâ—â— thou suppose me fraught with some lunaticke 〈◊〉 for thy speech mâ—keth me thinke eyther thou art â—roubled with the one or that thou counts me combred with the otherâ— if this thy poysoned parle were in â—est it was too â—road weyâ—ng the case if in earnest too bad considering the person for to talke â—f peace amidst the pikes sheweth either a coâ—ard or a counterfait to sue for loue by hate either frenzy or foâ—â—y It is a â—ad Hare Arbasto that will be caught with a Taber â— gréedy fish that commeth to a bare booke a blind Gâ—â—se that runneth to the Fores sermon â—nd she a louing foole that stoopeth to her enemies lure No no thinke mee not so fond or at least hope not to find me so foolish as with Phryne to fancie Cecâ—ops with Harpalice to like Archemerus with Scilla to loue Mynos with carelesse Minionâ— so farre to forget my honor my honesty my parents and my Country as to loue nay not deadly to hate him which is a foe to the leaâ—â— of these for experience tâ—acheth mâ— that the fairer the stone is in the Toades head the more pesâ—ilent is the poyson in her bowels the brigâ—tâ—r the Serpentâ— scales be the more infâ—ctious is her breath and the talke of an enemy the more it is seasoned with delight the more it sauoreâ—h of despight câ—â—se then to séeke for loâ—â— where tâ—ou shalt â—â—nde nothing but hate for assure thy self◠〈◊〉 thou didst fanâ—y as faithfully as thou doest flatter falâ—â—y yet the guerdeon for thy loue should bee onely this that I will pray incessantly to the Gods in thy life to pâ—stâ—r thâ—e with earthly â—orments and after death to plague thee with hellish tortures Although these bitter blastes of Doralicia had béene a sufficient cooâ—ing cardâ— to quench fond affâ—ction yet as the waâ—er causeth the sea-coale to burne more freshly so her despightfull termes farre more inflamed my â—â—â—â—re that I made her this friâ—â—dly reply Alas Madame weigh my case with equitie if you hate me as I am â—oe to Pelorus yet fauour me as I am friend to Doralicia If you loath mee as a conqueror of your countrey yet pittie mee as I am a captiue to your beautie If you vouchsafe not to listen to the lure of your enemy yâ—t heare the passionate complaints of a perplexed louer who leading others in triumph yet himselfe liueth in most haplâ—sse seruitude If I haue done aâ—isse Doralicia I will make amends if I haue committed a fault I will both requite it and recompence it aâ— I haue béene thy fathers â—oeâ— so I will be his faithfull friend as I haue sought his bale I will procure his blisse yea I will goe against the haire in all things so I may please â—hee in any thing But as I was about to make a longer discoursâ— shee cut mo off in this wise In faith 〈◊〉 quoth shee so well doe I like you that you â—annot more displease mee then in sâ—eking to please 〈◊〉 for if I knew no other causâ— to hate thâ—e yet this 〈◊〉 suâ—â—ise that I cannot but dislike thee he therefore my fathers friend or his foe like hâ—â— or haâ—â— him yet this assure thy selfe that I will nâ—â—â—â— loue thee And with that she flung from me in a great chaâ—â— Reply I could not for by thâ—â— wâ—e were come to the gates of the â—iâ—ie where though vnwilling I tooke my leaue of them in this sort I am sorâ—y â—adies that such is my lucke and so vnhâ—â—py is my lot that in offering my selfe a companion I haue greatly offended you wiâ—h my company yet sith I cannot striue against chance I thinke my selfe happy that Fortune hath honoured me with the fruâ—tion of your presence hoping when time shall try my words no tales but truth you will at last make me amends with cryiuâ— peccaui in the meane while I commit you to the tuition of the Gods praying Fortune rather to plaguâ— me with all mishap then to crosse you with any mischance The thankes I had for this my friendly curtesieâ— was a coy disdainfull looke of Doralicia and a câ—urlish vale of the old trot Vecchia but Myrania as one stung with the prickâ— of fancy â—ad me farewell wâ—th a more curious gloze Iâ— sir quoth she the secret intent of your friendship had béene agreeable to the outward manner of your curtesâ—e â—ee had ere this yeelded you great thankes for your company but sith you gréet vs with a Iudasâ—e kisse wee thinke wee haue small cause to gratifie you for your kindnes notwitâ—standing least you should accuse vs wholly of discourtesâ—e we say we thanke you whatsoeuer we thinke and with that she cast on me such a louing looke as she séemed to play â—oth to depart CHAP. 4. Arbasto and Myrania with seuerall coniectures for loue renewed their complaints THey now returning to the Court and I retâ—ring to the Campe fâ—â—ling my selfe déepely perplexed yet as much as I could dissembled my passions willing in loue nâ—t to bee counted a louer ieâ—â—ing therefore with Egerâ—o I thus began to drâ—â— him on How now Egerio hath not the beauty of these â—aires Ladies brought you from yoâ—r fond 〈◊〉 will you not â—ee content for blaspheming Loue in pennance to carry a burning â—â—ggot before Cupid me thought your eyes were gazing wheresoeuer your heart was gadding but tell mee in good trothâ— is not Doralicia worthy to bee loued Yes sir quoth he if she were not Doralicia for as shee is beauâ—â—â—full she is to be liked of all but as she is Pelorus daughter not to desired of Arbasto least in seeking to gaine her loue he get that which he least looked for Why Egerio what ill lucke can ensue of loue when I meane not to venâ—ure but vpon trust nor to trust without tryall Such as happened to Achilles by Polexenâ— and yet he feared Priamus But alas â—ir I sigh to thinke and I sorrow to sâ—e that reason should yeeld to affâ—ction liberty to loâ—e freedome to