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The Letter written, closed and sealed, he deliuered to his
neighbour, who promysed hym agayne to bryng him answere at
Night. Thus this Messenger went hir way, leauing this pore
languishyng Gentlemen hoping against hope, and fayning by and by
some ioy and pleasure, wherein he bained himself with great
contented minde. Then sodaynly he called againe vnto
remembraunce, the cruelty and inciuility of Zilia, which shewed
before his eyes so many kindes of Death, as tymes he thought
vpon the same, thinking that he saw the choler wherewith his
little curteous mistresse furiously did intertaine the
messenger, who findinge Zilia comming forth of a garden
adioining to her house, and hauing saluted her, and receiued
like curteous salutation would haue framed hir talke, by honest
excuse in the vnsemely charge and message: to hir vnto whom she
was sent, and for some ease to the pore gentleman which
approched nearer death than life. But Zilia break of hir talke
saying: “I maruell mutch Gentle neighbor to see you heere at
this time of the day, knowing your honest custome is to let
passe no minute of the tyme, except it be emploied in some
vertuous exercise.” “Mistresse” answered the messanger, “I thank
you for the good opinion you haue of me, and doe pray you to
continue the same. For I do assure you that nothinge vayne or of
lyttle effect hath made me slacke my businesse at this time,
which me think I do not forslow, when I inforce my selfe to take
pitye and mercy vpon the afflicted and the substaunce thereof I
woulde disclose, if I feared not to offend you, and break the
loue which of long tyme betweene vs two hath ben frequented.”
“I know not” (said Zilia) “whereunto your words do tend,
althoughe my Hearte doth throbbe, and minde doth moue to make
mee thinke your purposed talke to bee of none other effecte,
than to say a thing which may redound to the preiudice of myne
honour. Wherefore I pray you do not disclose what shall be
contrary, (be it neuer so little) to the duety of Dames of our
Degree.” “Mystresse” sayd the Neighboure, “I suppose that the
lyttle Lykelihoode touchyng in you the thinge for the helpe
whereof I come, hath made you feele some passion, contrary to
the greefe of him that indures so mutch for your sake. Vnto
whome without feare of your dyspleasure, I gaue my Faithe in
Pledge to beare this Letter.” In saying so, she drewe the same
out of hir Bosome, and presentyng it to cruell Silia, shee
sayde: “I beseeche you to thynke that I am not ignoraunt of the
evyll wherewyth the Lorde of Virle is affected, who wrote these
letters. I promysed him the duety of a Messanger towards you:
and so constrayned by promyse I could doe no lesse, than to
delyuer you that which hee doeth sende, with Seruyce sutch as
shall endure for euer, or yf it shall please you to accept him
for sutch a one as hee desireth to be. For my parte I onelye
praye you to reade the Contentes, and accordynglye to gyue mee
Aunswere: for my Fayth is no further bounde, but trustelye to
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