Constance Sherwood: An Autobiography of the Sixteenth CenturyFullerton, Georgiana
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Constance Sherwood: An Autobiography of the Sixteenth Century
Fullerton, Georgiana
Great Britain -- History -- Elizabeth, 1558-1603 -- Fiction
"DEAR MISTRESS CONSTANCE"
(thus the sweet lady wrote),--"Wherefore this long silence and
neglect of your poor friend? An if it be true, which pains me much
to hear, that the good limb which, together with its fellow, like
two trusty footmen, carried you so well and nimbly along the alleys
of your garden this time last year, has, like an arrant knave,
played fast and loose, and failed in its good service,--wherein, I am
told, you have suffered much inconvenience,--is it just that that
other servant, your hand, should prove rebellious too, refuse to
perform its office, and write no more letters at your bidding? For
I'll warrant 'tis the hand is the culprit, not the will; which
nevertheless should be master, and compel it to obedience. So, an
you love me, chide roundly that contumacious hand, which fails in
its duty, which should not be troublesome, if you but had for me
one-half of the affection I have for you. And indeed, Mistress
Constance, a letter from you would be to me, at this time, the
welcomest thing I can think of; for since we left my grandmother's
seat, and came to the Charterhouse, I have new friends, and many
more and greater than I deserve or ever thought to have; but, by
reason of difference of age or of religion, they are not such as I
can well open my mind to, as I might to you, if it pleased God we
should meet again. The Duke of Norfolk is a very good lord and
father to me; but when there are more ways of thinking than one in a
house, 'tis no easy matter to please all which have a right to be
considered; and, in the matter of religion, 'tis very hard to avoid
giving offence. But no more of this at present; only I would to God
Mr. Fox were beyond seas, and my lady of Westmoreland at her home in
the North; and that we had no worse company in this house than Mr.
Martin, my Lord Surrey's tutor, who is a gentleman of great learning
and knowledge, as every one says, and of extraordinary modesty in
his behavior. My Lord Surrey has a truly great regard for him, and
profits much in his learning by his means. I notice he is Catholic
in his judgment and affections; and my lord says he will not stay
with him, if his grace his father procures ministers to preach to
his household and family, and obliges all therein to frequent
Protestant service. I wish my grandmother was in London; for I am
sometimes sore troubled in my mind touching Catholic religion and
conforming to the times, of which an abundance of talk is ministered
unto us, to my exceeding great discomfort, by my Lady Westmoreland,
his grace's sister, and others also. An if I say aught thereon
to Mistress Fawcett (a grave and ancient gentlewoman, who had the
care of my Lord Surrey during his infancy, and is now set over us
his grace's wards), and of misliking the duke's ministers and that
pestilent Mr. Fox--(I fear me, Mistress Constance, I should not have
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