After this tempest was overpast, the rage whereof might easily have
broken the tender sides of poore Grisels barke (for shee verely beleeved
that her daughter was slaine), the Marquesse still lay in waite for the
trial of his wife, watching every opportunity which might acquaint him
with her discontentments; especially if he might understand whether she
complained of his rigorousnesse and unkindnesse, or no: but when he not
only was advertised of her constancy and faire demeanour, but saw (by
experience) that shee was neither elated in prosperity, nor dejected in
adversity; when hee perceiued so great a temperature betweene the joy of
her advancement and the sorrow for her trouble, he wondred at her
constancy; and the rather, because her love and observation toward him
continued with that sweetnes, and had such delectable passages, that his
heart was set on fire againe, and hee knew not how to allay the
extreamities of his joy. In this manner passed foure yeeres, wherein she
overpassed all of her kinde, and he thought it a donative from heaven to
have such a wife. At last nature bestird herselfe againe, and made her a
happy mother of a faire sonne; the joy whereof led the whole country
into the house of praier and thanksgiving, and brought them home againe
by cresset-light and bonfires, so that she well perceived how acceptable
she was to her people and beloved of her husband. Notwithstanding, with
the same water that drave the mill hee drowned it, and made her still
beleeve the contrary; for after two yeeres, that the childe was past the
danger of a cradle, and the trouble of infancy, he tooke occasion once
againe to inflict upon the vertuous Grisel a new punishment, erecting
his building upon the old foundation.
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