At the end of the thirty-seventh chapter the following note occurs: "It was because she (Porcia) wrote some verses in manner of an Epitaph upon her husband after his decease: In which kind, that honourable Ladie (widow of the late Lord John Russell) deserveth no lesse commendation, having done as much for two husbands. And whereas my author maketh so great bost only of one learned woman in Italie, I may compare (besides one above all comparison that I have noted in the twentith booke) three or foure in England out of one family, and namely the sisters of that learned Ladie, as witness that verse written by the meanest of the foure to the Ladie Burlie which I doubt if Cambridge or Oxford can mend." The four Si mihi quem cupio cures Mildreda She wrote to daughters of remitti Lady Burlie Sir Anthonie Tu bona, tu melior, tu mihi sola to send a Cooke-- soror; kinsman of Ladie Burlie, Sin mali cessando retines, & trans hers into Ladie Russell, mare mittis, Cornwall, Lady Bacon, Tu mala, tu peior, tu mihi nulla where she Mistress soror. dwelt, and to Killygrew. Is si Cornubiam, tibi pax sit & stop his going omnia læta, beyond sea. Sin mare Ceciliæ nuncio bella. Vale.[41] The writer of the Latin verse was _not_ Ladie Russell, and it was written _to_ Ladie Burlie, so she must either be Ladie Bacon or Mistress Killigrew. It is not an improbable theory that Ladie Bacon was writing to her sister Mildred, who had, through her husband, power either to send Francis to Cornwall or permit him to be sent away over the seas. There is a copy of Machiavelli's "History of Florence," 1595, with Bacon's notes in the margins.[42] At the end is a memorandum giving the dates when the book was read "in Cornwall at," and then follow two words, the second of which is "Lake," but the first is undecipherable. Is it possible that Lady Anne Bacon had a house in Cornwall which Francis Bacon, inheriting after her death, was in the habit of visiting for retirement? But this is conjecture. The following point is of interest. In the "Life of Burghley" (1598) it is said that: "Bookes weare so pleasing to him, as when he gott libertie to goe unto his house to take ayre, if he found a book worth the openinge, he wold rather loose his ridinge than his readinge; and yet ryding in his garden walks upon his litle moile was his greatest Disport: But so soone as he came in he fell to his readinge againe or els to dispatchinge busines."