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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All the whole field was richly spred with grasse, and such variety of
delicate Flowers, as Nature yeilded out of her plenteous Store-house.
But that which gave no lesse delight then any of the rest, was a small
running Brooke, descending from one of the Vallies, that divided two
of the little hils, and fell through a Veine of the intire Rocke it
selfe, that the fall and murmure thereof was most delightfull to heare,
seeming all the way in the descent, like Quicke-silver, weaving it
selfe into artificiall workes, and arriving in the plaine beneath, it
was there receyved into a small Channell, swiftly running through the
midst of the plaine, to a place where it stayed, and shaped it selfe
into a Lake or Pond, such as our Citizens have in their Orchards or
Gardens, when they please to make use of such a commodity.
This Pond was no deeper, then to reach the breast of a man, and having
no mud or soyle in it, the bottome thereof shewed like small beaten
gravell, with prety pibble stones intermixed, which some that had
nothing else to do, would sit downe and count them as they lay, as
very easily they might. And not onely was the bottome thus apparantly
seene, but also such plenty of Fishes swimming every way, as the mind
was never to be wearied in looking on them. Nor was this water bounded
in with any bankes, but onely the sides of the plain Medow, which
made it appeare the more sightly, as it arose in swelling plenty. And
alwayes as it super-abounded in his course, least it should overflow
disorderly: it fell into another Channell, which conveying it along the
lower Valley, ran forth to water other needfull places.
When the Ladies were arrived in this goodly valley, and upon advised
viewing it, had sufficiently commended it: in regard the heat of the
day was great, the place tempting, and the Pond free from sight of
any, they resolved there to bathe themselves. Wherefore they sent
the waiting Gentlewoman to have a diligent eye on the way where they
entered, least any one should chance to steale upon them. All seven
of them being stript naked, into the water they went, which hid their
delicate white bodies, like as a cleare Glasse concealeth a Damask
Rose within it. So they being in the Pond, and the water nothing
troubled by their being there, they found much prety pastime together,
running after the Fishes, to catch them with their hands, but they were
over-quicke and cunning for them. After they had delighted themselves
there to their owne contentment, and were cloathed with their garments,
as before: thinking it fit time for their returning backe againe, least
their over-long stay might give offence, they departed thence in an
easie pace, dooing nothing else all the way as they went, but extolling
the _Valley of Ladies_ beyond all comparison.
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