length used the finest policy that might be in counterfeiting love to
Mopsa, and saying to Mopsa whatsoever he would have her know; and in
how passionate manner he had told his own tale in a third person,
making poor Mopsa believe, that it was a matter fallen out many ages
before. “And in the end, because you shall know my tears come not
neither of repentance nor misery, who, think you, is my Dorus fallen
out to be? even the Prince Musidorus, famous over all Asia for his
heroical enterprises, of whom you remember how much good the stranger
Plangus told my father; he not being drowned, as Plangus thought,
though his cousin Pyrocles indeed perished. Ah my sister, if you had
heard his words, or seen his gestures when he made me know what, and
{148} to whom his love was, you would have matched in yourself those
two rarely matched together, pity and delight. Tell me dear sister,
for the gods are my witnesses I desire to do virtuously, can I without
the detestable stain of ungratefulness abstain from loving him, who
(far exceeding the beautifulness of his shape with the beautifulness
of his mind, and the greatness of his estate with the greatness of his
acts) is content so to abase himself, as to become Dametas’s servant
for my sake? you will say, how know I him to be Musidorus, since the
handmaid of wisdom is slow of belief? that consideration did not want
in me; for the nature of desire itself is no easier to receive belief,
than it is hard to ground belief. For as desire is glad to embrace the
first show of comfort, so is desire desirous of perfect assurance, and
that have I had of him, not only by necessary arguments to any of
common sense, but by sufficient demonstrations. Lastly, he would have
me send to Thessalia, but truly I am not as now in mind to do my
honourable love so much wrong as so far to suspect him: yet poor soul,
knows he no other, but that I do both suspect, neglect, yea, and
detest him. For every day he finds one way or other to set forth
himself unto me, but all are rewarded with like coldness of
acceptation.
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