The Decameron (Day 6 to Day 10): Containing an hundred pleasant NovelsBoccaccio, Giovanni
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The Decameron (Day 6 to Day 10): Containing an hundred pleasant Novels
Boccaccio, Giovanni
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_Mithridanes_, thy Father was a Noble Gentleman, and (in vertuous
qualities) inferiour to none, from whom (as now I see) thou desirest
not to degenerate, having undertaken so bold & high an enterprise,
I meane, in being liberall and bountifull to all men. I do greatly
commend the envy which thou bearest to the vertue of _Nathan_: because
if there were many more such men, the world that is now wretched and
miserable, would become good and conformable. As for the determination
which thou hast disclosed to mee, I have sealed it up secretly in my
soule: wherein I can better give thee counsell, then any especiall
helpe or furtherance: and the course which I would have thee to
observe, followeth thus in few words.
This window, which we now looke forth at, sheweth thee a small wood
or thicket of trees, being little more then the quarter of a miles
distance hence; whereto _Nathan_ usually walketh every morning, and
there continueth time long enough: there maist thou very easily meet
him, and do whatsoever thou intended to him. If thou kilst him, because
thou maist with safety returne home unto thine owne abiding, take not
the same way which guided thee thither, but another, lying on the
left hand, & directing speedily out of the wood, as being not so much
haunted as the other, but rather free from all resort, and surest for
visiting thine owne countrey, after such a dismall deed is done.
When _Mithridanes_ had receyved this instruction, and _Nathan_ was
departed from him, hee secretly gave intelligence to his men, (who
likewise were lodged, as welcome strangers, in the same house) at what
place they should stay for him the next morning. Night being passed
over, and _Nathan_ risen, his heart altred not a jot from his counsell
given to _Mithridanes_, much lesse changed from anie part thereof: but
all alone by himselfe, walked on to the wood, the place appointed for
his death. _Mithridanes_ also being risen, taking his Bow & Sword (for
other weapons had he none) mounted on hors-backe, and so came to the
wood, where (somewhat farre off) hee espyed _Nathan_ walking, and no
creature with him. Dismounting from his horse, he had resolved (before
he would kill him) not onely to see, but also to heare him speake: so
stepping roughly to him, and taking hold of the bonnet on his head,
his face being then turned from him, he sayde. Old man, thou must dye.
Whereunto _Nathan_ made no other answer, but thus: Why then (belike) I
have deserved it.
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