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them, who was wont many times to visit one an other. Dom Diego
vpon his mother’s words, sent to intreat the Lady and fayr
Gineura, that it woulde please them to do him the honour to come
into his house: to which request she so willingly yelded, as he
was desirous to bid them. At the appointed day Dom Diego sought
al meanes possible honourably to receyue them: In meates whereof
there was no want, in Instruments of all sortes, Mummeries,
Morescoes, and a thousand other pastymes, whereby he declared
his good bringing vp, the gentlenesse of his Spyryte, and the
desire that he had to appeare sutch one as he was, before hir,
which had already the full possession of his liberty. And
bicause he would not faile to accomplyshe the perfection of his
intent, hee inuyted all the Gentlemen and Gentlewomen that were
his neighbours. I will not here describe the moste part of the
prouision for that feast, nor the diuersity of Meates, or the
delycate kyndes of Wines. It shall suffise mee to tell that
after dynner they daunced, where the knight tooke his mistresse
by the hand who was so glad to see hir selfe so aduanced, as he
was content to be so neare hir, that was the sweete torment and
vnspeakable passion of his mynd, whych hee began to discouer
vnto hir in this wyse: “Mistresse Gineura I have ben alwayes of
this Minde, that Musike hath a certeine secrete hydden vertue
(which wel can not be expressed) to reuiue the thoughts and
cogitations of man, be he neuer so mornfull and pensiue, forcing
him to vtter some outward reioyse: I speake it by my self, for
that I liue in extreme anguish and payne, that al the ioy of the
World seemeth vnto mee displeasaunt, care, and disquyetnesse:
and neuerthelesse my passion, agreeing with the plaintife voice
of the Instrument, doth reioyce and conceiue comforte, as well
to heare insensible thinges conformable to my desires as also to
see my self so neere vnto hir, that hath the salue to ease my
payne, to discharge my disease, and to depryue my Mynd from all
gryefs. In like maner reason it is, that she hir selfe do remedy
my disease, of whom I receiued the prycke, and which is the
first foundation of all mine euil.” “I can not tell” (sayd the
Gentlewoman) {“}what disease it is you speak of, for I shoulde
bee very vnkinde to gieue him occasion of griefe, that doth make
vs this great cheere.” “Ah Lady myne,” (sayd the knight,
fetching a sigh from the bottome of his heart,) “the
intertaynement that I receyue by the continuall contemplation of
your diuine Beauties, and the vnspeakeable brightnesse of those
two Beames, which twinkle in your Face, bee they that happily
doe vex me, and make me drink this Cup of bitternesse, wherein
notwithstanding I finde sutch sweetenesse as al the Heauenly
Drincke called Ambrosia, fayned by the Poets, is but Gall in
respect of that which I taste in mynde, feeling my deuotion so
bent to do you seruice, as onely Death shall vnty the knot
wherewith voluntarily I Knyt my selfe to be your Seruaunt for
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