When I had spoken these words, I perceived by Fotis eys being wet with
tears and well nigh closed up that shee had a desire unto pleasure and
specially because shee embraced and kissed me sweetly. And when she was
somewhat restored unto joy shee desired me that shee might first shut
the chamber doore, least by the untemperance of her tongue, in uttering
any unfitting words, there might grow further inconvenience.
Wherewithall shee barred and propped the doore, and came to me againe,
and embracing me lovingly about the neck with both her armes, spake
with a soft voice and said, I doe greatly feare to discover the
privities of this house, and to utter the secret mysteries of my dame.
But I have such confidence in you and in your wisedome, by reason that
you are come of so noble a line, and endowed with so profound sapience,
and further instructed in so many holy and divine things, that you will
faithfully keepe silence, and that whatsoever I shall reveale or
declare unto you, you would close them within the bottome of your
heart, and never discover the same: for I ensure you, the love that I
beare unto you, enforceth mee to utter it. Now shal you know all the
estate of our house, now shal you know the hidden secrets of my
mistres, unto whome the powers of hel do obey, and by whom the
celestial planets are troubled, the gods made weake, and the elements
subdued, neither is the violence of her art in more strength and force,
than when she espieth some comly young man that pleaseth her fancie, as
oftentimes it hapneth, for now she loveth one Boetian a fair and
beautiful person, on whom she employes al her sorcerie and enchantment,
and I heard her say with mine own ears yester night, that if the Sun
had not then presently gon downe, and the night come to minister
convenient time to worke her magicall enticements, she would have
brought perpetuall darkness over all the world her selfe. And you shall
know, that when she saw yester night, this Boetian sitting at the
Barbers a polling, when she came from the Baines shee secretly
commanded me to gather up some of the haires of his head which lay
dispersed upon the ground, and to bring it home. Which when I thought
to have done the Barber espied me, and by reason it was bruited though
all the City that we were Witches and Enchantresses, he cried out and
said, Wil you never leave off stealing of young mens haires? In faith I
assure you, unlesse you cease your wicked sorceries, I will complaine
to the Justices. Wherewithall he came angerly towards me, and tooke
away the haire which I had gathered, out of my apron: which grieved me
very much, for I knew my Mistresses manners, that she would not be
contented but beat me cruelly.
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